A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 770 I’m Really Tired

“Hi, Mrs. Hughes, what a coincidence.” Jemima Wallace smiled, and her red lips were sexy. “Are you going out?”

“Yup, quite a coincidence. Are you going out too?”

“Yes!” Jemima smiled.

“I’m leaving. Goodbye.” Sylvie hurriedly said a few words and walked right past Jemima.

“Goodbye.” Jemima nodded politely and then she left.

The phone rang again. Sylvie finally had no choice but answered the phone.

A tense voice immediately came from the side of the phone, “Where are you?”

“Downstairs in the lobby!” Sylvie said.

“Oh!” Marley was relieved in an instant. “Sylvie, come up here! Have you eaten?”

“Have you eaten?” She asked instead of answering him.

“No!”

“Let’s eat together!” She said. “At the hotel restaurant! I’m now going up and we’ll meet there!”

“Okay!” He said.

Ten minutes later, they gathered at the hotel restaurant.

When Marley finally met Sylvie, he slowly glanced at her. He didn't see the difference in her face, and Sylvie was smiling calmly. "What do you want to eat?"

"Just now—"

"I would like to have steak. It's been a long time since I've had steak, I miss it!" Sylvie interrupted him. She didn't want to hear anything, and she didn't need any explanation from him.

Marley felt a little embarrassed that she had interrupted him. His gaze shifted from her to the waiter aside.

After ordering the meal, both of them sat there. Sylvie picked up the glass of pure water and took a sip.

"Sylvie, Jemima and I actually—"

"I believe in you!" She said softly, "You don’t have to tell me, there’re some things that I really don't want to know!"

After Marley heard what Sylvie said, he desisted.

Just, what was in her mind?

He realized that although she was sitting in front of him at the moment, yet she seemed very far away from him.

She smiled and put down her glass.

He looked at her faint smile which could barely be noticed. His hands were resting under the table. He couldn't help but tighten his fist. He started to feel a little annoyed and he couldn’t help frowning.

When she saw him frowning, she was distressed for him, and she also felt heartbroken. She was distressed because his face was filled with sorrow; she felt heartbroken because the one who could soothe his sorrow wasn’t her.

be a

with a knife skillfully. For about half an hour, she barely spoke. He occasionally said a word, and she responded lightly as if deliberately trying to keep

meal, they

soon as the door opened, Marley said behind her, "Sylvie, there's really nothing going on with

around and didn’t say anything. Such a silent atmosphere seemed more appropriate now. She

you mean

it. Couldn’t he just be sad? However, he was more concerned about her feelings.

looked at

words. How could she not mind? She saw Jemima hugging him and watching them kiss. Of

the initiative to kiss her!" He looked closely at her and said.

back her sense immediately. Then she clenched her fist

explaining

probably his limit

However, I don’t even seem to be in a position to say that I mind. After all, our marriage was a union, and neither of us wanted that at the beginning. In fact, I just want

Marley frowned.

out, grabbed Sylvie, and held her in his arms. The smell of the perfume in his embrace made Sylvie frown instantly, and she felt a little nauseous

think of

immediately pushed him

a "bang—" sound, she was held down hard by

little body was picked up by a pair of strong arms

carried her and went straight to

of me!" Sylvie

the couch, his robust body

who was staring angrily at him. A

smiled faintly and asked

her face away and didn't answer. She didn't like the smell of his perfume.

say anything as he continued to just stare at Sylvie under

a faint smile that could

met. You just say one

Hypocritical.

Yes!

All women were hypocritical.

perfume from his body really turned her off making her want to vomit.

began to churn even more, as it had a slight soreness. It was a very

go of her and he still pressed against

came over her, and the perfume smelled even stronger. She unintentionally saw the lipstick mark on his chin. The lipstick mark

stronger, even... in the next second, she could

to

him away and ran straight to the bathroom. Then, there was a continuous sound of dry-heaving from the bathroom.

frowned and his eardrums hurt a

a severe hurt to his pride. She actually felt disgusted with him! A hint of complex sentiment

Disgusting!

What a harsh word!

She threw up!

in the bathroom and threw up. She was just dry-heaving and it

could it be so nauseous? She felt a

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