A Moment in Destiny

He sat casually and slouched back on the sofa. His black hair was so thick that it hid his sharp gaze, but there was a bright light in his eyes. He was so extraordinary on any occasions.

When she went downstairs, he got up and said coldly, "Have breakfast!"

She was scared and didn't expect that he would get up so early, dress himself up and sit in the living room. The breakfast was set on the table in the dining room.

She said nothing and walked to the door.

She didn't have the mood to dine with him after what had happened last night. She felt last night was a nightmare. She felt so painful that she became unconscious.

When she went out of the hall, the cool breeze blew over, and her lonely figure look even more miserable.

"Let's go together after breakfast!" His voice sounded from behind.

Sylvie did not expect him to come out. She stopped, slowly turned around and looked at him with an indifferent gaze. He stood at the door and looked at her with a calm expression.

Their gaze met. They couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking about.

Sylvie looked at him. He remained calm, but he had done such a bad thing to her. She thought that he was a good person, but she seemed to be wrong. She looked at him with blank stares.

"Come in and have breakfast." Marley looked at her and said in a cold male voice.

Sylvie came to her senses and hesitated for a long time. She looked up at him, bit her lip but said firmly, "I'm going out to have breakfast."

"I have prepared it at home" He continued and didn't intend to let her go.

Sylvie didn't want to be bother and just said calmly, "Mr Hughes, I don't want such things to happen again. We got married for connections. We have our purposes. Let's take what we need, but please do not pester me."

"Your grandpa wants you to get pregnant!" He said, "Do you think I force you to have a baby?"

"I'm not a breeding machine!" Sylvie clenched her fists and said softly, "I'll explain to him!"

"Are you sure?" He said in a casual tone and didn't take it seriously, "That's the part of our marriage. You have the obligations to satisfy my sexual desire. I don't want to violate marriage laws."

His words were like a heavy tool that was slammed into her heart.

It was her obligation?

stood still and let go weakly. "Mr Hughes, does that mean that we each have the obligation to obey marriage laws during

"Of course!"

I'll observe the law. I hope you can do so. We need to sleep together, right. I'll be back tonight. Are you sure you're strong enough to have sex all night?" She looked at him and said in a mocking tone. "If you can't make

Marley was

satisfied yesterday and on the wedding night, but you were indulged in it. I

you!" Marley squinted and there was shock in his eyes. He didn't

me to observe the obligation, you should practice your skills more. You don't have right to blame me if you can't give me any pleasure in bed." With that

breeze blew. Marley stood at the gate with an astonished

down when she disappeared. Her cold and handsome face turned sulky. He lit a cigarette with his hand shaking slightly. He was indeed enraged. She was so

dead cigarette was

had happened. Marley arrived at the company on time. He went into the office without taking a glance

would bring much trouble, but she

out the documents, the call bell on the desk rang. Sylvia paused for a few seconds, pressed it and

please bring me a cup of coffee!" Marley's voice came from the

but had not yet done it herself. She did not know if she could make

and brought it into the office. She put the coffee on

up the coffee cup, took a sip, and said calmly, "Secretary Sylvie, you haven't learned

face turned pale and she unconsciously grasped the tray tight. She looked at Marley. "Yes, I'll

work efficiency is so low!" He

"Yes!" She nodded calmly.

cup of tea!"

As soon as she walked out of the office, she saw the vigorous figure of Tyler. She stopped

in his hand. He didn't wear a necktie.

Tyler laughed. "Secretary Sylvie, you looked

remain calm and control herself after being hit,

very much!"

is no longer

Sylvie made an excuse. "I'm going to make

taste has changed? He doesn't drink coffee today? Bring