A Moment in Destiny

Vincent White was staring straight, but Julian felt that he was sharp and melancholy.

"Do you hate me?" Julian asked in a low and sad voice, with even a sense of despair.

Vincent looked at Julian indifferently as if he looked through him. Vincent was cold-hearted and calm, not even giving Julian a glance at all.

"You've fallen for Leila," Julian said faintly as he picked up the coffee, with his hand trembling. "Vincent, I lost! I thought that as long as you're not in love with Leila, with some effort, I could definitely stimulate your potential and let you know that we are the most suitable being together. But I was too forceful! There's no problem with your sexual orientation."

"I've told you I'm normal!" Vincent was gloomy, and his tone was cold. No normal man would be ebullient for an abnormal man missing him.

"I lost! The call and kidnapping were indeed my doing! Leila is smart, and she had found it out!" Julian said faintly, "There won't be a next time!"

Vincent scowled at Julian, staring at him as if to find out the truth.

Julian looked at him without evading his eyes and said, "I choose to let go! Can I leave now?"

Vincent didn't respond but just staring at Julian icily.

"What else do you want? Can't give up on me?" Julian raised his brow.

"Julian, if this happens again, all the gay ones in the world will come to you!" Vincent's cold words were breaking Julian's heart. Looking at that handsome face that he had missed for so many years, looking at that threatening dark eyes of his and looking at that stern look of his, Julian curled his lips suddenly. His smile was faint, and his soft voice was sorrowful.

"You've finally found my weak spot. Don't worry. It won't happen again. I want to have a peaceful life! I can't bear it when all the gay ones in the world are coming to me at one go!" Julian looked squarely at Vincent and said blankly, "Bless you, Vincent!"

…

At the villa.

Leila came downstairs and saw Charles, who just entered the house. He seemed to have stayed out all night. She was unsure if Macey had looked for him and where he stayed last night?

She was baffled and wanted to go back to her room, not wanting to greet him. But Charles called out to her, "Am I not welcome here?"

Leila turned around, giving him a faint look. She didn't respond and did not want to say anything. She was about to go upstairs but being called by him again.

"I have something good. Do you want to see?"

Leila ignored him, "But this has something to do with your husband!"

Leila paused for a moment and turned back, "If you have something to say, just speak it!"

"Do you sure you can bear it?" Charles gazed sharply at Leila.

"Don't be mysterious!" Leila walked downstairs. "Bring it out for whatever you have!"

Charles nodded and took out a photo from his arms.

"Look!"

when the photo was handed to her. She was struck dumb as it was

Yes!

him. And Vincent was the one who took the initiative. Gosh! And

in thought, and her face

Could it be that Vincent and him? She dared

Charles asked with a

senses and grunted coldly, seeing the gloating look

just reminding you that Vincent

not!" Leila roared, taking the photo upstairs. In fact, she was shocked and scared. How could

mine! But I'll just give it to you then!"

down to hide her negative emotions. She sat on the chair helplessly, covering her

top! Was Vincent serious about

about it. This was absolutely impossible. But thinking of every time Vincent met

really unusual

Then…

Ugh!

It was so disgusting!

With Vincent on top?

Ugh!

had overthought it. How could the scenes of Vincent and Julian rolling around in bed flash in her

her room and never came out. Owen had already gone out with Miyamoto, despite knowing each other for just one

of this picture. She really wanted to call Vincent

evening, some staggering footsteps

and a ray of light came through the open gap, shining

lights were turned on with

daze, "What's wrong? Why didn't you turn on the

senses and stood up immediately as he saw Vincent. She was nervous

for the whole afternoon!" Vincent looked at Leila with

Leila nodded and changed the topic,

she was about to

as if she disliked him for being nasty. Vincent was stung by her action, and he looked at her sharply. He pulled her back and pressed her onto the sofa. Vincent stared at her from above, "Tell me, what's

was stunned, huddling up and shaking her head. But she resisted his touch instinctively, "No. Nothing! Let's go down to

his teeth and

head slowly

none

composure, "Vincent, about

baffled and frowned, "Don't ask it again. I'll

eat. I'm starving!" Leila didn't want to be with him alone in the room. She wanted to get down as soon as

doubtful, looking at her, but he said nothing and