A Moment in Destiny

“Marley, Aila’s obviously at fault here! Isn’t she jealous of Sylvie, so that’s why she deleted the file?”

“You have to have proof to make an accusation! I am angry over the fact that she skipped out on work!” Marley suddenly said, although his handsome face still looked indifferent as he rubbed his eyebrows. “She’s acting up because she’s upset!”

“Aren’t you upset as well? She’s just a child, and you’re demanding too much. A lot of children like her are still out fooling around!”

“But she’s not a child, she’s the heir to the Mccarthy Group. I made a promise to Cassius, and I intend to honor it! Yes, I’m not qualified either! Both of us should reflect on ourselves! I really am too temperamental today.” In other words, they were both the heirs, and their high status isolated them and made them lonely. There was no way common folks would understand the kind of loneliness they felt.

“Well, first time seeing you berate yourself like this!” Tyler said, “Actually, you don’t have to give yourself that much pressure. Aren’t you two on good terms? And Sylvie looks like she’s doing well! Even as a secretary, she’s doing well these days.”

Marley lowered his tone, “Her work still needs to be examined! But as for what I’ve promised Cassius, I will see it through!”

Tyler kept quiet for a while; he just looked at Marley and sighed.

The second he woke up, Ryan felt pain all over his body, and his throat felt like it was burning. He grunted with his eyes shut.

“Ryan? Do you need something?” Someone beside him asked, “Do you want water?”

“Sylvie?” Ryan was startled. What was she doing here? He couldn’t make sense of it. It appeared that his fever was quite severe.

“Ryan, your fever has short-circuited your brain!” Sylvie was glad to see him awake and handed him a warm towel, “Hear, wipe your face, you’ll feel better. Your fever just subsided, so you can’t shower just yet!”

Ryan then acted as if he just remembered something, “Oh, that’s right! I opened the door for you!”

“Glad you remember!” Sylvie laughed. As long as he was fine, she felt relieved.

As for work, she didn’t care whether Marley was furious or not. She couldn’t handle both sides at the same time. She and Marley didn’t get along well in the morning, and now there was trouble in the afternoon. Surely he must be pissed by now?

Ryan’s mind was clearer, and his fever was gone. His strength gradually came back to him, “Sylvie, you were here this entire afternoon?”

“Yup!” Sylvie nodded.

“You took care of me during this whole time?” Ryan was quite touched.

“I didn’t do much, all I did was sit here and look over you. If your fever didn’t go away, I was ready to call an ambulance!”

“Thank you!”

“What are you thanking me for? I’ve never shown such formality to you before!” Sylvie said as she laughed, “If you have the energy, get up and eat something. I had someone bring some ingredients and made some porridge and simple dishes. Do you want to eat?”

and threw the blanket to the side, “This I gotta

freshen up,

she stood up

and sat on the sofa.

yeah!” Sylvie said as

Marley’s OK with

body was noticeably stiff, and she changed the topic. “Ryan, try this cucumber. Do

took up his chopsticks and tried the food, “Tastes just fine! Good! It’s not too salty

markets here are quite convenient. Just give them a call and they’ll

again, then sighed again. “Sylvie, is everything

up at him and laughed, “I’m

Ryan wanted to say that he knew her well and that she’d try to change topics whenever she felt unhappy. But she never took notice of this

“Actually what?”

much better

do if you catch a cold. How did you catch a cold, anyway? You looked fine

twitched, then he sighed,

was by the ocean all night, he didn’t know whether she’d laugh at him or call him a fool. Thinking back, he was pretty foolish to go

after yourself; call me if you

leaving?” He said as he

you. Call me if you need anything!” Sylvie also poured herself

said as he nodded.

Sylvie cleaned up the utensils. Her foot was hurt from the broken glass from earlier in the day, so there was a noticeable limp in her step, which Ryan

met Ryan’s gaze. She felt a bit touched that he noticed her slight mishap, “Nothing, just a slight

get a cut on your feet? Were you not wearing shoes?” Ryan said as he walked

her head, “I’m

care whether she said she was fine, and he

replied, “Really, I’m fine,

already picked up her foot and removed her

onto her small foot, fixated on the blood that came out of the wound. It wasn’t a large cut, but it looked deep. He just squatted there observing her

but Ryan held onto it

her foot, and her toes were rosy red and soft like a baby’s skin. With the stocking torn at the area of the wound, the bloodstain was quite

fine. How old are you now? Don’t you know

up and swooped her up. He brought her over to the sofa and put

busily tried to explain herself. “There was some broken glass, and I accidentally stepped on them. It’s just a small