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.

moved, looking out of the window to get everything off her mind. She finally said, "Ernie, sorry! I will never appear in front of you any more, okay? There will

he

upset, hearing his

was so hot and bitter. Sylvie, who was not heartless, could feel the man’s sincerity at this moment.

hand and looked up, he had regained his composure. There was nothing in his eyes, but a

took a few steps and sat

looked at her far away with sparkling eyes, his eyes

the most obscure time of my life. I appreciated! Ernie, be happy! Marley

I was unhappy?" he said with a

are not

you would like to be with me to go somewhere where no one know us, I may be happy! Are you sure you're going to be the one who saved me?"

is right for you!" Sylvie said again seriously, “She will be there for

I just want you!"

suddenly choked her, and she stood up and wanted to get out to have some fresh air. Once again, she

he asked in

her. Grasping her wrist, he said, “Is it so hard for you to have the last meal with me?

turned to him. Sadness flashed through his eyes, and

a sad last

was approaching, Sylvie was flustered

“Order something! Since you want to treat, I have no reason not to eat! Besides, you invited

said that clearly, Ernie was stiff

pushed open,

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

and walked towards the table. “Are

on his face, and her eyes were full of

sat down by Sylvie and glanced

Ernie’s eyes. He began to ask the

bottle of red wine was on the starfish wine stand. Two empty glasses were placed

not allowed to

and the three of them

little hand. She looked up in a panic, meeting his eyes. He suddenly beamed a 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 him looking at

red wine

I have to drive. Let’s replace the wine with

call the