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Chapter 1453 Eve of a Bloody Storm
That afternoon, Beryl made a trip to the bank. She had Marcellus's bank account number and directly entered the
card number to transfer the money.
The next second, she received a call from Marcellus.
She picked it up and put it next to her ear. She didn't hide it and took the initiative to ask, "Did you receive it?"
"Did your family pay the money back in a hurry?"
"Yeah."
For a moment, Marcellus didn't know what to say. He was a little unhappy, but that was her parents' idea. He
couldn't say anything. Even Beryl couldn't stop them.
Marcellus paused for a few seconds and said, "No rush to pay the rest."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I know you're not in a hurry, it's my parents who are worried." Beryl was also a little helpless. "They haven't
borrowed money from anyone else. As long as they owe money, they'll feel uneasy."
Marcellus had seen people who owed money and were not willing to pay it back for the rest of their lives, but he
had never seen someone who was anxious to pay it back.
His girlfriend's parents were so unmaterialistic that he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
"Are you going to school this afternoon?" After thinking about it for a while, he still changed the subject.
"No, I want to have a rest in the afternoon. I'm a little tired these days."
She was busy going to the hospital and attending classes, so she donated her only spare time to Marcellus.
Recently, her face had been a little swollen, and she had almost fallen asleep several times in class.
"Go to my place," Marcellus said as he glanced at the assistant standing next to him. "Send a car to the hospital to
pick up Beryl."
"Yes, Mr. Perkins."
Hearing their conversation, Beryl quickly said, "No need, no need. I'll just go back to school."
"Will it be comfortable to sleep on that shabby wooden bed at school?" Marcellus didn't give her any room to
refuse. "We're already in a relationship, so don't refuse. I won't go back. You can sleep there yourself."
She retorted in a low voice, "I didn't say anything about you..."
"I know. I'm afraid you'll think too much."
"Are you coming back tonight?"
"Emm, I'll go back and meet you as soon as possible. Wait for me at home. Don't worry about dinner. I'll ask the
chef to make it."
Beryl nodded, and her stiff body slowly relaxed under his considerate words. "Got it."
The driver quickly arrived at the hospital. He helped her take the things out of the ward and drove directly in the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdirection of Marcellus's villa. On the way, Beryl almost couldn't open her eyes. If it weren't for the driver in the car,
she would have fallen asleep long ago.
When the car arrived at the door of the villa, Beryl seemed to see the dawn of victory. She quickly walked to the
door and entered the password.
"Beep."
She walked in and asked the driver to put her things at the door. Then she went to the master bedroom on the
second floor.
She had been at Marcellus's house for a while and was very familiar with it. After taking a simple shower, she
changed into her spare pajamas and immediately climbed into bed.
She was so tired that her joints seemed to be nailed up. She hadn't slept on such a soft bed for a long time.
The hospital bed was very narrow, and the bed in her aunt's house was particularly hard. Now that she was lying
flat on the bed, she looked like she was lying on a pile of cotton.
She closed her eyes. In less than half a minute, she had completely fallen asleep.
But at this time, she didn't expect that when she opened her eyes later, she would face a bloody storm.