A Moment in Destiny

"Oh! All right,” she answered reluctantly.

He was also stunned, wondering who was the man holding her at the airport? Best friend?! There was a sneer on his lips, and then it flashed away. He teased, deliberately lowering his voice, "Are you reluctant?"

As he said that, he held the steering wheel with his left hand and put his right hand on the back of her side. She suddenly became nervous and said, "Mr Hughes, you, drive safe!"

"Sylvie, don't you think you have something to say to me?" His voice was gentle, but there was a provocation in his tone.

"I, what do I have anything to say?" Sylvie asked.

She really didn't know what happened to Marley, who was not his usual self suddenly. She was really puzzled that he made such a frivolous act of putting her hand on the back of her chair!

Fortunately, her cell phone rang.

She lowered her head to hold the mobile phone to avoid this kind of flustered mood. The light blue screen reflected her slightly flustered eyes. She looked at the flashing number in a dazed. Seeing it was from Ryan, she did not answer the phone.

Being with Marley, she was a little reluctant to speak.

Seeing that she didn't answer the phone, Marley withdrew his hand and asked, "Why didn't you answer?"

"Nothing urgent!" Sylvie said.

The caller didn’t give up. Instead, he called over and over again with high frequency. It could be seen that the automatic redial function was used.

The phone rang three times, and Sylvie finally surrendered and pressed the answer button. ”Hello, Ryan? What's up? Is there anything urgent?”

"Sylvie, just let you know that I get home!" Ryan's clear voice came.

"Oh! You can eat by yourself. There's something in the fridge. You can cook it by yourself or go out to eat. When you get out of the neighborhood, there's a restaurant. Sichuan cuisine, which you love.”

"When do you get off work? Shall I pick you up?"

"No, I have something to do at night. I may go back very late!"

"Oh! Well, I'll pick you up at night! Where is it?"

"Thanks,but no need. Ryan!" Sylvie said with a frown, feeling that he seemed to be different.

"Happy birthday, Sylvie!" Ryan said suddenly.

"Ah.” Sylvie was in a daze. Was it June 15th? Was it her birthday?

late it’ll be, I will pick you up

moved. She never remembered her birthday, but every year, Ryan remembered it. She sobbed, "Thank you for remembering it every year. In fact, it's unnecessary and not an

be?

Getting old?” Sylvie joked. At the same time, she felt

back early!" Ryan

a daze after putting down the phone. Marley tightened the grip

car drove directly to

out of the car!" His

following him with a bag on her hand. He suddenly

VIP position by window, held the chair out politely for her, which Sylvie found it unacceptable of his sudden change. Especially, she was astonished when he helped

food without asking her. What

Marley looked at Sylvie who

very low voice on the phone. Did he hear it when she was in the car? Sylvie couldn’t help bu sigh, “what a

it your birthday today?" Marley asked, raising

slightly, and neither of them

the cake that Marley ordered, on which there was a candle on and a note, which said,

Sylvie, happy birthday! Blow the candle!" he said

her was looking at her. With black and fresh short hair, clearly defined face, he said in a pleasant voice, "Oh! Do you want to make a

Thank you, Mr Hughes!" She immediately straightened up her

the second person to celebrate her birthday, which was unexpected to her. She thought he hated her. At this moment, she also felt that he was the kind man of that year. He was still

She was very moved.

candle, she didn’t

you eat the cake?" Marley

good to look at it," she smiled

12 inch delicate cake, Sylvie was very satisfied, unwilling to make a change of it, afraid to

different. This girl was complicated. Sometimes she was so mature and calm that made one frightening. But sometimes she was as shy and simple as a child. He met countless people, but he was

smile, "The cake is beautiful. To cut it will

not eat cake for your birthday?" Marley cut the cake himself. "If you don't eat, it will goes bad. Isn't it more wasteful? It’s better to

and she said

a large piece of cream and put it

it and ate it

sweet and greasy. The sweet taste was conveyed to the mouth through the tip

in front of him, only to find that he just looked down at it, instead

looked down at the cake, as if he was staring at the enemy, with a

if you don't like

it with a small spoon. She was surprised and then smiled sweetly. “Is

with a

was much better than the cake in the cake room outside. He said it was just OK. Sylvie couldn’t help thinking that he was a man with high standard. As he