A Moment in Destiny

"Yes! I am not a good man!" His tone sank, there was sadness flashing through his eyes. “It's all my idea. I asked her to wait here. What's up?”

"But you are not a bad man in my heart!" Sylvie said gently, "Even if it is you, I will forgive you! But Ernie, love cannot be forced!"

Ernie was suddenly surprised, looking at Sylvie with complicated eyes. “I'm not a good man. Why do you forgive me?"

She smiled and said, "Ernie, I don't know what kind of sadness or story you have in your heart. I can see your complaint. Why do you hate Marley's father?"

Ernie was a little surprised by Sylvie’s words.

"People said I was cruel and cold, and said I was stubborn and twisted, and I was not a good man, a playboy! I don't have any sad story about me. I'm just a normal person!"

"Do you have to say that, Ernie?" Sylvie said excitedly.

"You care about me?" Ernie asked, raising his eyebrows. Excited as he was, he pulled her to him and let her sit on his thigh. Holding Sylvie's waist, he whispered in her ear, “Sylvie, don’t care about me. Or else I won’t let go.”

Sylvie pushed him, trying to break free. "What is the matter with you, Ernie? Let go of me!"

"I won’t. Sylvie, I hold you, I have hugged you... "he whispered in her ear.

Sylvie was flustered. “Ernie, let go!" she yelled.

"Sylvie, why Marley. Why him?" he murmured, and his tone was sad.

Suddenly, Sylvie stopped struggling as she felt a little hot on her shoulder. Something seeped into her skin, which was so hot!

Well!

Was it Ernie's tears?

She suddenly turned her head down and looked at Ernie.

Ernie's head was rested on her shoulder, and another drop of water fell into her shoulder. However, she could not see his face. He held her waist so tightly that as if he was to rub her into his body.

Sylvie did not struggle, and she dazzled for a long time, letting out a long sigh. He put his jaw against her shoulder and neck. She felt more and more liquid on her neck.

The breath of the heat hit her shoulder and neck, and he still held her tightly and put his arm around her.

her mind. She finally said, "Ernie, sorry! I will never appear in front of you any more, okay? There will be a good

ha!" he

was upset, hearing

tears were like iron on her shoulder, which was so hot and bitter. Sylvie, who was not heartless, could feel the man’s sincerity at this moment. It was impossible for her to be indifferent! But she knew what she

hand and looked up, he had regained his composure. There was nothing in his eyes, but a trace of fragility flashed by Ernie’s clear

few steps and

sparkling eyes, his eyes

in the most obscure time of my life. I appreciated! Ernie, be happy! Marley is your cousin. I don't want to make

I was unhappy?" he said with a bitter smile.

said, "Ernie, you are not a tough guy. Why don’t you admit

know us, I may be happy! Are you sure you're going to be the one who saved me?" he said, half-smiling. There was

you! You will meet the girl who is right for you!" Sylvie said again seriously, “She

I just want you!"

wanted to get out to have some fresh air. Once again, she

asked in

he said, “Is it so hard for you to have the last meal with me? You won’t

flashed through his eyes, and blue

What a sad last meal! She

Sylvie was flustered and

of her. Sylvie returned to the table, and sat down. “Order something! Since you

said that clearly, Ernie was stiff and his face

pushed open, Marley

up and was astonished to see the finger print on his face. She stood up nervously

OK!" Marley took her hand and walked

ached as she saw the fingerprint on his face, and

by Sylvie

flashed by Ernie’s eyes.

starfish wine stand. Two empty glasses were placed on each side, in front

not allowed to drink

the three of them remained

faint smile. Although the fingerprint was visible on his face, his eyes were so attractive. All of this was too dreamy, and Sylvie returned to her mind in a trance. Seeing

wine and poured

Ernie. I can't drink. I have to drive. Let’s replace the wine with tea!" Marley

can call