A Moment in Destiny

The remaining reason gave her a moment's warning.

"Marley, we’re in the car! Baby..." she whispered to warn that it will hurt the baby.

At last, he stopped, fell on her shoulder and gasped. She thought he would say something, but he didn't.

He just whispered her name in her ear, "Sylvie, Sylvie..."

After a long hug, she thought of his face. “Does your face hurt?"

"Nothing! It's all clear! The past is gone. Sylvie, I am very devoted in a relationship.I will never end a relationship! " He looked at her and said it seriously.

She was stunned and nodded.

"So never break up with me. I will never let you down!" His tone was full of entreaties. He was panicked, because he saw affection from Ernie’s eyes! He was into Sylvie. As a man, he knew that at a glance.

Sylvie nodded and said, “As long as you don't betray me, I will never leave you! I can bear all the other grievances, but fidelity where I draw the line!"

She had a strong demand for the fidelity of her partner!

"I won't!" he said firmly with a smile, but Sylvie was amused seeing the fingerprint on his face.

She chuckled. “Did Jemima slap you?"

"No! Abigail” Marley said in a deep voice.

"She’s a good friend!" Sylvie sighed.

"Yes, she is! I fail to keep my promise! So I was willing to be slapped by her." He smiled, somewhat helpless.

"OK, are you going to work with the fingerprint on your face or go home and reduce the swelling with ice?"

"Go to the company! No problem!"

When driving out, they found that Jemima and Abigail just walked out of the restaurant. Seeing Marley's car, Jemima fixed her eyes on it, and Abigail also looked over.

Marley, who was stunned, drove the car past them.

Sylvie sighed. Just a moment ago, she saw Abigail stamping her feet with anger. Jemima could make such a friend, which was really enviable.

Marley, who looked at his side, had no other expression in his cool eyes, and he focused on driving.

girlfriend who lived together with her for five years. She felt uncomfortable although it was

parked on the roadside. He was looking at her with dark eyes, trying to

do you stop the

her, and couldn't help but stretch out his

fingers were running down her cheek,

said, her eyes

said, "Sylvie, I don't like to see

and shook her head. “I was thinking will you be

knew Jemima! I don't want to make useless promises, but I will prove myself

in a childlike tone. It

sweet talking to you!"

not help but

"Can't I say something sweet to you? You are my wife. I’m supposed to

turned out he was self-aware. She looked at him coyly

mischievous smile

drive.” Sylvie flushed, threw away his wrist and said to him, "If you don't drive,

a smile, he rake her hair and

window with a smile. “What's the plan for today?"

smile on her face. "My father may come these

Ernie too much?" Sylvie felt strange at the thought the way

smiled as Sylvie was not the

thought about it and couldn't figure out why. “What

It will be

of him, and he was like... Her dad! Yes, that was it. He cared about her like he cared

think I'm useless?" Marley

knowing what he meant, she asked, frowning, “Why do you

what you said to me before makes sense. I realized that I am very emotional recently. I suddenly feel that maybe Ernie is more suitable to

straightforward, but it was hard to say who was more suitable to be president of Hughes Group. Because nobody knew

matter with you? How can you belittle yourself? " She couldn't bear for him

run my own small company in the US. It won't be glorious although, at least it's my own. I has the final say. How to develop it is my business! In the group company, there are many things I can't control. Even if I

of the time! I don't want to take care of Mccarthy Group's business. I always feel that it has nothing to do with me. But the more I struggle, the more my grandfather forces me and makes me bear his responsibility!

for you to say such a

went back to

used some ice to reduce the swelling on his face. The secretaries were

was nowhere to be seen that afternoon. He didn't

get off work, Marley seldom got off work on time. He looked at Sylvie, who was concentrating on the materials. She frowned sometimes and took notes to write something sown. She had the habit of taking notes, which Marley