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

ha!" he

upset,

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

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

stood up, took a few steps

far away with sparkling eyes, his eyes were calm

I appreciated! Ernie, be happy! Marley is your cousin. I don't want to make

said I was unhappy?" he

you are not a tough guy. Why don’t you admit

somewhere where no one 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 self-mockery in his eyes. He knew that it was impossible, but he was still punishing

right for you!" Sylvie said again seriously, “She will be there for you no matter

I just want you!"

to have some fresh air. Once again, she

in a

her wrist, he said, “Is it so hard for

eyes, and blue veins stood out on

serious! What a sad last meal! She felt a little pain

was flustered and withdrew

table, and sat down. “Order something! Since you want to treat, I have no reason not

that clearly, Ernie was stiff and his

door was pushed open, Marley

and was astonished to see the finger print on his face. She stood up nervously and walked to him. "Marley, what

OK!" Marley took her hand and walked towards the table. “Are you

on his face, and her eyes were full

order?" Marley sat down by Sylvie and glanced at Marley

of disappointment flashed by Ernie’s eyes.

soon served with food, and a bottle of red wine was on the starfish wine stand. Two empty glasses were placed on each side, in front of them was a

allowed to drink

the three

he held her 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

wine and poured it

it, Ernie. I can't drink. I have to drive. Let’s replace

can call