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Chapter 1542 Wake Up

After that, Sir. Perkins left the hospital without hesitation, as if he didn't want to face Marcellus or if he would regret

it.

It was not until Sir. Perkins was completely out of sight that Marcellus realized that what he had just heard was not

an illusion.

His body bent in the extreme ups and downs of his emotions. He raised his head and closed his eyes. The dazzling

light above his head could shine through his eyelids.

It should have been a happy thing, but the corners of his eyes were moist.

Sir. Perkins had agreed to their relationship, but Beryl had traded her life for the result. Just thinking about it made

his heart ache so much that it felt like it was going to die.

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He trusted Kevin. As long as Kevin was here, Beryl would not die. However, as long as she was alive, her body would

no longer be as healthy as before. There were so many injuries.

The wound could be healed, but what about the heart?

Marcellus didn't dare to think about it. How could he repay the damage this incident brought to her in this life?

After an unknown period of time, the red light at the door of the operating room finally went out. It was as if

someone had pressed a button on it. He rushed to the door, pulled Kevin's arm, and asked, "How is it? Is she all

right?"

The three-hour operation made Kevin a little tired, but he still comforted Marcellus as soon as possible. "She's fine.

Fortunately, the knife wasn't too deep and didn't hurt her internal organs."

As long as it was one centimeter longer, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Marcellus felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. His voice was incomparably hoarse as he

said, "Thank you."

"Don't talk nonsense. Later, she will come out and be sent to the ward. Take good care of her. Don't make any more

mistakes, OK?"

"I know."

"You don't have to blame yourself for this. I've heard from Huston that Beryl is a good girl. Take good care of her."

Kevin didn't know how to comfort this sad-looking man. The only thing he could do was cheer him up.

At five o'clock in the morning, Beryl was finally pushed into the ward. Marcellus looked at the extremely pale face

on the pillow, and his heart was about to break.

He walked to the side of the bed, bent down, and grabbed the hand that hadn't been injected with an IV drip. He put

down all his disguises, revealing only Marcellus's most vulnerable side. He lowered his head and begged, "Wake up,

please."

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Huston and Evelyn arrived at the hospital the next morning. After hearing what had happened, that night, they only

learned about the situation from Kevin and did not come in person.

Firstly, they knew that Marcellus needed some time to recover. Secondly, they did not want to disturb them. If Beryl

was really in bad condition after coming out of the operating room, it would not be too late for them to come over.

Fortunately, Beryl was not in danger.

When they arrived at the hospital, in order to lighten the atmosphere, Evelyn specially brought Lucas with her.

Lucas was wearing dark sportswear and holding a bunch of light pink flowers in his hand. When Lucas entered the

ward, he said very politely, "Hello, Mr. Perkins."

Hearing the tender voice of Lucas, Marcellus nodded slightly and said, "Hello."

Although his attitude and tone were a little cold, Evelyn was already very grateful that Marcellus was still able to

respond to the child under such circumstances.

The family of three entered the ward. Looking at the unconscious Beryl, Huston raised his hand and patted

Marcellus's shoulder. "Shall we go out for a smoke?"

Men were not like women, who could say anything. If they felt uncomfortable, they would hug each other and cry.

Most of the time, they did not know how to express their deep emotions.

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