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.

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

he

upset, hearing

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 was doing and what she should

his composure. There was nothing in his eyes, but a trace of fragility

up, took a few steps and sat down

away with sparkling eyes, his eyes were calm

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

was unhappy?" he said with a

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

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?" he said, half-smiling. There was self-mockery in

you! You will meet the girl who is right for you!" Sylvie said again seriously, “She will be there for you no matter how

just want

to get out to have some fresh air. Once again, she felt a pair

he asked in

stood up and came to her. Grasping her wrist, he said, “Is it so hard for

his eyes, and blue veins

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

approaching, Sylvie was flustered and withdrew her

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

clearly, Ernie was stiff

door was pushed open, Marley

on his face. She stood up nervously and walked to him.

hand and walked towards the table. “Are

she saw the fingerprint on his face, and her eyes were full of

don't you order?" Marley sat down by Sylvie

flashed by Ernie’s eyes. He began to ask

and a bottle of red wine was on the starfish wine stand.

not allowed

was quiet, and the three of them remained

the table, 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 of this was too dreamy, and Sylvie returned to

red wine and poured it

drive. Let’s replace the

can call the