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?”

you cook?” Ryan said with a laugh and threw the blanket to the side, “This I gotta

some! You freshen up,

up and headed toward

rinsed his face and sat on the

Sylvie said as she brought

OK with

stiff, and she changed the topic. “Ryan, try this cucumber.

wanted to say something but stopped short. He could tell she was trying to change the subject. He took up his chopsticks and tried the food, “Tastes just fine! Good! It’s not

here are quite convenient. Just give them a call and they’ll deliver!”

then sighed again. “Sylvie,

looked up at him and laughed, “I’m doing

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

“Actually what?”

feeling much better

take some medicine after you’re done eating,” Sylvie instructed. “You can’t take a shower, it won’t do if you catch a cold. How did you catch a

then he sighed, “Must be

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

yourself; call me if you

leaving?” He said as he

across from you. Call me if you need anything!”

said

done eating, 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 noticed. “Sylvie, what’s wrong with your

gaze. She felt a bit touched that he noticed her slight mishap,

Were you not wearing shoes?” Ryan said as he walked nearer to her.

her

whether she said she was fine, and he squatted, down, “Which

replied, “Really, I’m

foot and removed her

pair of really beautiful, tiny, white feet. Ryan held onto her small foot, fixated on the blood that came out of the wound. It wasn’t a large cut, but

onto it tightly,

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 noticeable and imposed quite

of pity, “What happened? You bled so much already, and you insist on saying that you’re fine. How old are you now? Don’t you know how to take care of yourself? You should have at least bought a Band-Aid and put it on! You might

he glared at her angrily, then got up and swooped her up. He brought her over to the sofa and

tried to explain herself. “There was some broken glass, and I accidentally stepped on them. It’s just a small wound, don’t worry.