A Moment in Destiny

With that said, Marcel fell asleep. Rae thought that she was not good at driving, but he didn't worry about it at all.

She started the car and drove to InterContinental Century City.

Rae stopped the car at the gate. The guard opened it for her. She was driving on the main road and found the 9th building soon.

When she arrived, she stopped the car, looked sideways and found that he was sleeping. His eyelashes covered his eyelid. When he was asleep, he was like a child. He pursed his pink lips.

He looked innocent when he closed his eyes. He became gentle and approachable without a sharp gaze.

Since he slept so well, Rae didn't wake him up. She sat in the car and thought for a long time.

Rae leered at him. When the sunshine shed on his handsome face, Rae finally said, "Marcel, here we are."

But he didn't wake up.

Rae leaned and got close.

"Marcel, here we are."

However, Marcel was still sleeping with his eyes closed.

Rae got closer and whispered to his ear, "Marcel, here we are."

But Marcel did not wake up.

Rae was a bit frustrated and said, "Do I have to shake him? It's not good. I am a lady anyway!"

What if he misunderstood her?

Rae thought for a moment and couldn't help but reach out to touch her shoulder. However, Marcel opened his eyes suddenly and stared at her.

Rae froze and her hand was in the air. It seemed that she wanted to touch Marcel's face. Rae was very embarrassed. Did he misunderstand her?

Marcel kept a poker face and stared at her. Rae felt it hard to figure out what he was thinking. She put down her hand and explained, "I want to push you to wake you up!"

Marcel remained silent and gave her a wry look as if she had taken advantage of him.

Rae blushed under his sharp gaze. When her ear became redder, he didn't look away.

Rae sat straight, "Marcel, you go up. I wait for you here!"

Marcel said, "You go to buy breakfast for me. I'll go back to change clothes. Here is the key of my house."

key, "My home is on the

"What?"

breakfast!" With that said, Marcel threw his jacket to her and criticized Rae, "The director said that I

she didn't expect that she had to do the same

went home. Rae

steamed dumplings and some dishes. She came back and didn't hurry upstairs. She waited for more than ten minutes and

a key,

fell from his hair. The water beads flowed from his hair to the neckline of his bathrobe. His strong chest was exposed.

put on a complicated look. She didn't

belt could be pulled loose very easily and then she could saw his naked body. Rae was thinking what would happen if it was loose

Rae. She stood at the door and didn't know what to do. She was embarrassed

be on duty at the door?" Seeing Rae stare at

to change clothes!" Rae immediately suppressed her feelings and said with a smile. She looked down to conceal her embarrassment. She felt somewhat bitter

She couldn't dream anymore.

put them, walked through the hallway and looked

sofa was

low. He fell asleep on the sofa with water dripping

He was wearing a pair of slippers. There was fine hair

could fall asleep so easily. Then she thought it reasonable, since

stood in the living room, opened her mouth but didn't

She should let him have

he may catch a cold in

was hesitating whether to

to set the breakfast on the table and wake

had two bedrooms and one kitchen. It had cooking facilities, but it seemed that no one had cooked there.

picked up the plate, put the breakfast on it and put the plate on the table.

Rae plucked up the courage and shouted, "Marcel, do you

it, raised himself up and looked at

away to

is it?" Marcel stood up and walked

forty-five past eight!" Rae explained, "You only slept

"It's enough!" Marcel said.

thought Marcel was workaholic. He just

walked over and stood

you should change your clothes. I've set

that, Marcel looked down at

eyes met. After a long time, Rae turned her gaze

closed. She saw a great bed on it. It was customized and looked very special. Rae took a look and blushed. Marcel was really different from others. He liked such a

you looking at?" Marcel's low male voice