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.

will never appear in front of you

ha!" he

was upset,

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

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

up, took a few steps and sat down in

at her far away with sparkling eyes, his

meet each other anymore! Thank you 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 you guys fall out because of me! Why don’t you make yourself

was unhappy?" he said with a

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

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 his eyes. He knew that it was impossible, but he was

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

just want

suddenly choked her, and she stood up and wanted to get out to have some fresh air. Once again, she felt a pair of hands tightly pinched

in a low

he said, “Is it so hard for you to have the last meal with

him. Sadness flashed through his eyes, and blue veins stood

What a sad last meal! She

Sylvie was flustered and withdrew her

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

clearly, Ernie was stiff and

door was pushed open, Marley strode

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

hand and walked towards the

heart ached as she saw the fingerprint on his face, and her eyes were

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

of disappointment flashed by Ernie’s eyes. He began to ask the

starfish wine stand. Two empty glasses were placed on each side, in front of them was a dish

not allowed

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 him looking at her

opened the red wine

can't drink. I have to drive. Let’s

can call