Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1388 Nobody Can Hurt You When I Am Here

Just when Zane was about to pass out, Marcellus finally stopped. Zane thought it was all over, but little did he know,

his worst nightmare had just begun.

"You are the first one who dares to covet my woman."

Zane kept shaking his head, all his previous arrogance was gone, replaced by endless terror and fear.

"What should I do to do with you?" The curve of Marcellus's lips was chilling, "What about making you incapable of

being a man anymore?"

Zane's eyes widened. Even though his mouth was already mangled, he still endured the pain to speak, "No... Mr.

Perkins, please, spare me..."

"Spare you?" Marcellus deliberately spoke slowly, using this method to torment him.

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Zane nodded frantically, afraid that a second's delay would truly render him useless.

But after Marcellus asked this question, the only sneer on his face disappeared, replaced by an extremely sinister

and gloomy air, "If I spare you, wouldn't everyone try to step on my head?"

Zane's heart rose and fell with his words as if he were on a roller coaster.

Apparently tired of this conversation, Marcellus stood up again. He flexed his ankles and under Zane's terrified

gaze, he ruthlessly struck between Zane's legs...

No more sounds came out, the tsunami-like pain came crashing, and Zane passed out completely.

Marcellus heard the sound of flesh tearing, disdainfully retracted his foot, and walked to the bathroom door to

instruct the bodyguard, "Take him out."

"Yes, sir."

The bodyguard immediately came in and dragged Zane out as if dragging a dead one.

Those originally in the private room were now standing at the door, having heard the commotion from the

bathroom. When they saw Zane being tossed out bloody, they all turned their faces away.

It was too terrifying.

This was the fate of offending Marcellus.

Fortunately, they were not the ones who had lustful thoughts, otherwise...

Thinking about the consequences, the men all shivered with cold, and the woman who had deliberately spilled wine

on Beryl's feet earlier had already collapsed on the ground, "It's over... I'm finished..."

She hadn't expected the relationship between the two to be so. Although she wouldn't be beaten like Zane, her

world would definitely be turned upside down after today.

She didn't dare to think about it and was completely stunned.

Inside the bathroom, Marcellus watched as Zane was taken away and then opened the stall door to crouch next to

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her. Underneath his dark suit, the petite girl seemed even more vulnerable.

Her face was full of panic and fear, clearly not yet recovered from what just happened. Feeling him get close, she

instinctively moved away, avoiding his touch.

Marcellus's outstretched hand paused, gently landing on her shoulder as if afraid of scaring her, "It's okay now.

Nobody can hurt you when I'm here."

A strong whiskey was enough to make one dizzy, but everything that happened forced her to sober up. The thought

of him being intimate with another woman in the private room made her unable to accept any of his touches.

"Don't touch me..." she whispered; her voice hoarse.

Marcellus stiffened, his eyes slightly closed, hiding his disappointment, "Okay, I won't touch you... Can you stand?"

Beryl tried to use the partition door for support and slowly stood up, but her body, exhausted from the alcohol and

emotional turmoil, didn't have the strength anymore. As soon as she took a step, she felt dizzy and wanted to

collapse on the ground.

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