A Moment in Destiny

His throat felt like there was fish bone stuck in it. It was so unbearable and excruciating. That was his woman! How could she make him feel so much pain. With his beloved woman in all his life in his embrace, he tightened his hug and promised with a seriousness, “I won’t marry Pippa. I won’t do it even if it would cost me my life!”

Leila’s eyes were welling up tears, yet her face was also sparkling.

She lifted her head and stared at him as if in a daze and noticed that he had really become famished. It was only just one day, yet he had become thin and forlorn! Her tiny hand slid across his face as she continued to stare at him. He was still her most beloved Vincent. He had his reasons; he had unspeakable bitterness. She knew that. She knew that!

At the same time, Vincent drooped his head at her. He had never seen her so beautiful and dazzling! “Leila, I’m sorry!”

“Shh! Stop talking!” Leila shook her head, and her eyes were both stubborn and passionate. She tiptoed and sealed his lips with hers, “Mr. White, I love you. I believe in you!”

As their lips connected, Vincent let out a muffled moan, and from being led in this, he at this time took the initiative and kissed her deeply, bit her tender and pink lips, and his tongue searching her sweet cavity.

She responded to his initiative with vigor. She really missed him. She really missed him too badly!

“Leila…” Her passion almost made him go crazy. Vincent stared at her watery and mesmerizing eyes, and she was also returning his gaze. The naked desire couldn’t be concealed in both of their eyes.

Only until they ended this lengthy and romantic French kiss, did he take a good look at her with a sorry expression on his face, “You rascal, just wait a little more, alright? Just wait another day. I will explain everything to you!”

He continued with a sincere and solemn face, “I am not really marrying for real. That’s not true!”

She threw herself at him with her arms wrapped tightly around him. She buried her face in his shirt as she replied, “I know that!”

He again kissed her hair, feeling moved by her.

“My dear Leila!” He murmured with his head drooped, “Mine! Mine! You are mine! Every strand of your hair, every cell of your body, they all belong to me!”

He kissed and sucked her every fingers while announcing, “Everything is mine!”

Her eyes were moist, and she was still closely stuck to him. She responded with a low voice, “You belong to me too! Me alone! You belong to me forever!”

They stared at each other, and it felt like they had a million words to say at the moment.

After this disaster this time, they finally had a more profound understanding of each other.

After holding their locked gaze for some time, he finally said while feeling torn, “You fool, this is my number. It’s a new number. Call this number when you want to reach me!”

That was because his old number had been tapped.

for you. I will wait for you!” She smiled earnestly.

passion. How could she be so great? There was no need for any explanation and she would

to hold each other, basking in each

you, would you still believe me

you really divorce me, then I will go look for another man, another man who is more excellent. I would be very grateful to you

that. Even if you would misunderstand me, I would throw myself at you forever. Even if you are far

it because of that video?” Although Leila was basking in absolute happiness,

it?” Vincent was

mother has sent me those photos. Pippa and you are in it, but I saw that although

through that?” Vincent

not a moron, okay?” She pouted her red lips and said softly, “Let’s

whispered and then once again pressed

and his body is screaming out at him. Despite that, it was not the time to immerse himself in such fleeting emotions. He hugged Leila hard again and with a heavy

smiled gently and looked up at Vincent who was doing his best to

Leila, I will make sure you won’t be able to get off the bed after three days and nights.” Vincent muttered jokingly, but his arms around her got even more suffocating. He finally let

like something had caught in her throat. She tiptoed again and opened her

though his

as she tried to sweep away the jitters and guilt by wiping off her tears and replacing

Miyamoto’s arms, and seated opposite was Callum. They seemed to be engaged in

sofa in one

darkened expression. His face was unperturbed and his gaze was as sharp as ever, as if a king had descended upon the masses. When his gaze swept

corner of her lips inadvertently lifted. He really

couldn’t help complaining. His long and slanting eyes were filled with dejection as he glared at Vincent who was paying no heed to him viciously. He had just helped

his direction, “What’s

right to you? Are you trying to shun away all the other women eyeing you in this scene? Are you trying to tell the

something to say about that?” He lazily stared at him. Leila was his woman. Did he have to

fear, “Vincent, don’t forget that Leila is no longer your wife! Let me have a dance with

so angry that he

wildly, and at that moment, the person who appeared at the door made both Arthur and

face was

spotted

was her next opponent. It was going

she is fuming with anger. Tell me, do you think she is qualified to behave that way?” Renee chuckled maliciously, and her pale and tiny hands patted Miyamoto’s

looked more like someone who would back herself up. In Callum’s eyes, he couldn’t see her tiny and insignificant self.