A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 266 Mind Your Own Business

Vincent’s face turned gloomy after he heard about that. He was feeling like he wanted to strangle a person. His voice was cold and ruthless like a bloodthirsty Satan, “Mind your own business first, she will not be in a trouble!”

“But—”

“No, but!” he gritted his teeth to say out each word.

Leila held her breath for a moment when she saw his cold smile.

“Who asked you to come here?” Was it an accident tonight? She saw a flash of doubts in Vincent’s eyes.

“I came by myself to look for my sister! I called her and she told me that she was here.” Leila whispered and her hand was holding his suit tightly without thinking much and there was only a tube top in it. Thus, she leaned her body against him to cover herself and it made her feel very warm.

“Don’t mind her business from now on! Sit properly!” He started his car with his grim face and it was definitely a serious order, “Did you hear me?”

“Yes!” she replied reluctantly. “But she is my sister, I can't just leave her alone!”

“Do you know that you will be in big trouble tonight if I did not appear at the scene!” He became more furious when he thought of the scene that she was pushed on the wall by three men.

“But you still come!” She whispered and sniffed again.

“Shit!”

“I am sorry!”

“Huh! How do I know whether I should be there? Who knows are you really scared? Maybe you just didn’t want to be saved! Anyway, you're not a virgin—”

Leila’s face turned pale after hearing his sentence. She pulled her lips up sadly and then she glanced carefully at Vincent who was driving.

Although the man beside her looked stern and scary and the words from him were sarcastic, when she thought of the scene just now in which he appeared in the most important timing and took off his clothes for her, she knew that the caring brother, Mr. White was still the same. Leila’s heart was inexplicably filled with warmth and she sighed, “Is virginity really that important?”

She was actually asking him and also herself.

She knew that he cared about her but this man was so domineering even when he was showing concern. Maybe she should try to understand his inner world.

In the villa, Leila had been in the bathroom for more than an hour.

Her body was scrubbed several times, her fair skin was rubbed till red and swollen but she was still soaking herself in the bathtub. The water was kept flowing to wash away the dirty scratches left by the men on her body…

Mr. White had saved her!

He seemed like a powerful captain who descended from heaven.

Her eyes were in a light trance. Suddenly, the door was slammed open by a kick which came along with a world-shaking movement.

Leila was astonished and her heart pounded very fast. Just then, she saw a tall shadow standing in front of the bathroom door. Vincent was wearing a luxurious pyjamas and showed up with his

handsome face. His dark hair was a bit messy and his deep eyes were half-squinted. He spoke impatiently, “How long do you need to take a shower?”

Leila covered herself subconsciously.

“What are you covering? Is there any part of your body I have not seen?” Vincent took the towel aside and threw it to her. Leila caught it. “If you are not coming out within a minute, I will destroy the bathroom!”

“Oh, I almost finish!” She saw him walking out of the bathroom.

When Leila came out, she lowered her head. Thinking of the fact that he saw her body just now, her face blushed inexplicably and she seemed fondly and weak like a little flower.

Soon, she wrapped herself with a bath towel and walked out with water dripping from her hair. Just as she stepped out, a towel was thrown at her and it covered her face. Leila caught it again. She was stunned for a while and then looked up. Vincent was frowning and staring at her.

She lowered her head helplessly, holding a towel to wipe her hair which was dripping with water. She felt so anxious yet she still whispered: “Thank you, Mr. White!”

“Come over here after wiping your hair!” His eyes shuddered when he saw the wound left by the men on her neck. Then, he walked over and raised her chin with his rough fingers. Leila’s heart beat very fast and her face flushed again.

Vincent lowered his head, keeping his lips on her neck and he took a bite on it when Leila was still in shock.

Painful!

Numb!

Leila didn't dare to move!

At the next moment, Vincent let go of her and stared at her neck. Then, he turned and walked towards the bed. "Come over here, I am going to apply some medicated oil on your neck!"

Leila was astonished but still, she walked towards him obediently.

“Sit down! Take off your bath towel!”

Huh! Her face was totally flushed! “No, I don’t need it! I don’t require the medicated oil!”

Since her body was full of bruises, it doesn't matter if she didn’t apply medicine. Most importantly, she was not wearing anything inside.

However, just as she finished speaking, Vincent had torn off her bath towel. “No more nonsense, or else I am going to fuck you until you die tonight!”

Leila was taken aback.

How could he rip her clothes off? Even though they were couples, even if he was going to help her to apply some medicated oil, it was just too ambiguous!

Vincent’s eyes squinted slightly when looking at her bumpy body. A sense of danger spilled out from his eyes but he just took the alcohol cotton out with tweezers to disinfect her wound.

It was actually very humanitarian but Leila’s face was just blood congested throughout the whole process.

There were lots of bruises on Leila’s body which seemed a little scary. Vincent put some medicated oil on his palm and he rubbed it accurately on the bruises. Vincent’s strength was just perfect and the medicated oil slowly vanished the bruises and the pain. His hand was like burning with flames which

could burn her skin up, causing her to be blood congested. However, her heart was filled with warmth due to his considerate action.

Don’t know whether my sister had been back home at this moment? !

A pair of deep eyes blinked on Vincent’s handsome face but he said nothing. After some time, his hand finally left her body. By then, he stood up and said, “I am tired, you should rest early too!”

After saying this, he walked out.

Leila opened her mouth a bit and blinked her misty eyes. After all, she didn't say anything. She actually wanted to ask him if he had eaten since she didn't have her dinner yet.

Leila changed her clothes and went downstairs. Their home was covered with a thin layer of dust because no one was staying in it for several days.

Home?!

Leila was taken aback by that word. Why did it turn out in her mind?

Thinking of Vincent who said that Eira was on holiday but she had not come back for more than a week. He said that their home needed a cleaner. Thus, she rolled up the sleeves of her pyjamas, and took a towel to wipe the table. She just began to clean the house.

Kneeling on the floor, she rubbed the floor little by little without feeling tired.

She cleaned the entire living room, kitchen and even the stairs, Leila wiped her sweat off and looked at the watch with a sense of accomplishment. Oh, two hours had gone.

So hungry!

Leila went to the kitchen and looked around. No one went to buy the groceries for several days. It only left some noodles and eggs so she cooked some noodles.

When Leila was just about to serve it out and have her dinner, a voice rang suddenly.

“What are you doing? Didn't I ask you to sleep?” Leila had no idea when did Vincent appear behind her silently and that brought her a shock.

“Uh, the house is a bit dirty so I just cleaned it up and I have cooked some noodles, do...do you want to have some?” Leila didn't expect him to show up out of the blue.

“Why are you not sleeping during midnight, aren’t you tired? Stupid woman!” Seeing her in such an innocent appearance, Vincent’s temper came back again, “Haven’t had your dinner?”

“Yes!” Leila nodded, twisting the corner of her clothes vigorously and lowering her head as low as possible. The comforting matter was although his tone sounded serious, it didn’t seem to be ironic, but revealing his hidden care. “Stupid woman!”

She was stupid but was she as stupid as he said? He was pampering her domineeringly although he did not treat her very friendly.

Cleaning up the house at midnight and not sleeping, did she look like a woman who was almost raped by the gangsters? Why didn’t she hide and cry? After crying for a while in his car and dirtying his suit, she could just come back to clean up the house, cook noodles, and eat as nothing happened.

On the other hand, he was really starving. When he came back all the way from R City, he actually hadn’t eaten anything. He looked at the noodles in the pot, it was not much.

Just then, Leila looked up and realized that he was staring at the noodles. She asked, “Are you hungry?”

Vincent looked back and Leila lowered her head immediately when their gaze intersected.

His black eyes were very deep and there was always a trace of anger in them which made people to be frightened to look at it.

Her words made his face look unpredictable.

The expression from his eyes seemed to be elusive and he looked a bit angry. When he took a glimpse at Leila, it seemed to be more complex and difficult to explain.

“Mr. White, I take some noodles for you, please have some, I have cooked a lot!” Leila thought that he might be shy to tell her that he wanted to eat, she felt that he was very cute to act like that, most likely he was embarrassed to do so.

“Okay!” Vincent spoke out a word quietly, then he said, “Are there any other dishes?”

Leila didn't expect that he would ask so. She smiled, “There are only some eggs and dried noodles in the fridge, the rest are pickles. Do you want to eat them?”

Her eyes seemed to be lit up and her vitality was burned up on the spot. Vincent was likely to be affected and he smiled too. “Sure!”

When Leila finished cooking noodles and took it out, Vincent had already sat at the side of the dining table, showing a tired expression. Although he slept for more than two hours, the dark circles under his eyes were very obvious.

Leila looked at him carefully and then she began to open the bag of pickles and shrimp paste, “Didn’t you rest well?”

“Uh…I am a bit busy and have no time to rest!” Vincent replied in a simple sentence.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Then you should go back and sleep after having your meal!” Her concern showed up suddenly. Just as she finished speaking, she was stunned for a while and lowered her head.

Vincent’s pupils constricted but no emotion had shown up.

Leila pursed her lips and walked to the kitchen again.

Vincent looked at the bowl in front of himself. It seemed like she gave him all of the noodles. He turned around and realized that Leila turned on the natural gas again. Soon, she brought out another bowl of noodles after cooking busily in the kitchen.

While putting the poached eggs into his bowl, Leila said, “I will go shopping to purchase some groceries tomorrow to fill up the fridge, you can tell me what you want to eat so that I can get it ready!”

Vincent spoke no words and he remained silent for a while. Leila looked up at him before he said softly, “I'll go with you!”

Leila shook her hand and opened her mouth. Had the sun risen from the west?

“It's more convenient to buy the groceries with a car!” he explained.

“But aren't you busy? Will you be too tired?” She asked. Leila felt that they were having more topics of conversation. Before this, she had always thought that they did not have any common topic to talk about with each other and even if they have, the topic would only be sarcastic.