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.

should be a woman like

meal, she was quiet. She cut the beef with a knife skillfully. For about half an hour, she barely spoke. He occasionally said a word, and she responded

meal, they returned to

"Sylvie, there's really nothing going on with Jemima and me. It’s

turn around and didn’t say anything. Such a silent atmosphere seemed more appropriate now. She also didn’t look at him for a while, but said,

what do you mean now?" He asked

before he even knew it. Couldn’t he just be sad? However, he was more concerned about

at him, as if she

she not mind? She saw Jemima hugging him and watching

at her and said. Sylvie was shocked by his deep

didn't get back her sense immediately. Then she clenched her

explaining to

limit to say something like

for me to say I don’t mind. 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 you to be truthful

Marley frowned.

his arms. The smell of the perfume in his embrace made Sylvie frown instantly, and

stomach began to churn. She couldn't help but think of his hug and

pushed

a "bang—" sound, she

shriek from Sylvie, her little body was picked up by a

her and went

go of me!" Sylvie

Sylvie on the couch, his robust body

him who was staring angrily at him. A faint hint of anger lingered

smiled faintly and asked

face away and didn't answer. She didn't like the smell of his perfume. It was offensive and annoying. "Get off me, Marley. I'm going to take a

just stare at Sylvie under

lips with a faint smile

met. You just

Hypocritical.

Yes!

All women were hypocritical.

Sylvie's tone turned serious. The smell of the perfume from his body really turned her off making her want to vomit.

even more, as it had a slight soreness.

he still pressed against her. Sylvie bit her lip

breath came over her, and the perfume smelled even stronger. She unintentionally saw the lipstick mark on his chin. The lipstick mark was so light, but she could notice it at a

stronger, even... in the

were about to

Then, there was a continuous sound of dry-heaving from

his eardrums

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

Disgusting!

What a harsh word!

She threw up!

and

it be so nauseous? She felt a little

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