A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 804 Three Feelings

"Yes! I am not a good man!" His tone sank, there was sadness flashing through his eyes. “It's all my idea. I asked her to wait here. What's up?”

"But you are not a bad man in my heart!" Sylvie said gently, "Even if it is you, I will forgive you! But Ernie, love cannot be forced!"

Ernie was suddenly surprised, looking at Sylvie with complicated eyes. “I'm not a good man. Why do you forgive me?"

She smiled and said, "Ernie, I don't know what kind of sadness or story you have in your heart. I can see your complaint. Why do you hate Marley's father?"

Ernie was a little surprised by Sylvie’s words.

"People said I was cruel and cold, and said I was stubborn and twisted, and I was not a good man, a playboy! I don't have any sad story about me. I'm just a normal person!"

"Do you have to say that, Ernie?" Sylvie said excitedly.

"You care about me?" Ernie asked, raising his eyebrows. Excited as he was, he pulled her to him and let her sit on his thigh. Holding Sylvie's waist, he whispered in her ear, “Sylvie, don’t care about me. Or else I won’t let go.”

Sylvie pushed him, trying to break free. "What is the matter with you, Ernie? Let go of me!"

"I won’t. Sylvie, I hold you, I have hugged you... "he whispered in her ear.

Sylvie was flustered. “Ernie, let go!" she yelled.

"Sylvie, why Marley. Why him?" he murmured, and his tone was sad.

Suddenly, Sylvie stopped struggling as she felt a little hot on her shoulder. Something seeped into her skin, which was so hot!

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Was it Ernie's tears?

She suddenly turned her head down and looked at Ernie.

Ernie's head was rested on her shoulder, and another drop of water fell into her shoulder. However, she could not see his face. He held her waist so tightly that as if he was to rub her into his body.

Sylvie did not struggle, and she dazzled for a long time, letting out a long sigh. He put his jaw against her shoulder and neck. She felt more and more liquid on her neck.

The breath of the heat hit her shoulder and neck, and he still held her tightly and put his arm around her.

She was moved, looking out of the window to get everything off her mind. She finally said, "Ernie, sorry! I will never appear in front of you any more, okay? There will be a good girl in your life, because you are worth better!

"Ha ha!" he suddenly laughed.

Sylvie was upset, hearing his laughter.

Ernie's tears were like iron on her shoulder, which was so hot and bitter. Sylvie, who was not heartless, could feel the man’s sincerity at this moment. It was impossible for her to be indifferent! But she knew what she was doing and what she should do!

When he withdrew his hand and looked up, he had regained his composure. There was nothing in his eyes, but a trace of fragility flashed by Ernie’s clear eyes just now.

Sylvie stood up, took a few steps and sat down in a distant.

Ernie looked at her far away with sparkling eyes, his eyes were calm and distant!

Sylvie lowered his head and said softly, "Let’s not meet each other anymore! Thank you for saving me in the most obscure time of my life. I appreciated! Ernie, be happy! Marley is your cousin. I don't want to make you guys fall out because of me! Why don’t you make yourself happy?"

"Who said I was unhappy?" he said with a bitter smile.

Sylvie stared at his eyes and said, "Ernie, you are not a tough guy. Why don’t you admit that?"

"I am not happy! If you would like to be with me to go somewhere where no one know us, I may be happy! Are you sure you're going to be the one who saved me?" he said, half-smiling. There was self- mockery in his eyes. He knew that it was impossible, but he was still punishing himself.

"Ernie, I won't! I'm not the one for you! You will meet the girl who is right for you!" Sylvie said again seriously, “She will be there for you no matter how hurtful you are!"

"But I just want you!" he insisted.

The air suddenly choked her, and she stood up and wanted to get out to have some fresh air. Once again, she felt a pair of hands tightly pinched her neck. Why was she so sad hearing Ernie’s words?

"Where?" he asked in a low tone.

He stood up and came to her. Grasping her wrist, he said, “Is it so hard for you to have the last meal with me? You won’t see me anymore!"

Sylvie turned to him. Sadness flashed through his eyes, and blue veins stood out on his temples.

But he was serious! What a sad last meal! She felt a little pain flashing past!

As footsteps was approaching, Sylvie was flustered and withdrew her hand!

Ernie let go of her. Sylvie returned to the table, and sat down. “Order something! Since you want to treat, I have no reason not to eat! Besides, you invited me and Marley!"

She deliberately said that clearly, Ernie was stiff and his face turned pale.

The door was pushed open, Marley strode in.

Sylvie looked up and was astonished to see the finger print on his face. She stood up nervously and walked to him. "Marley, what happened to your face?"

"It's OK!" Marley took her hand and walked towards the table. “Are you hungry?"

Sylvie’s heart ached as she saw the fingerprint on his face, and her eyes were full of worry.

"Ernie, why don't you order?" Marley sat down by Sylvie and glanced at Marley across the corner.

A trace of disappointment flashed by Ernie’s eyes. He began to ask the waiter over.

The table was soon served with food, and a bottle of red wine was on the starfish wine stand. Two empty glasses were placed on each side, in front of them was a dish of sweet soup.

She was not allowed to drink wine.

It was quiet, and the three of them remained silent.

Sylvie also kept her head down. Marley turned his head and looked at her. Under the table, he held her little hand. She looked up in a panic, meeting his eyes. He suddenly beamed a faint smile. Although the fingerprint was visible on his face, his eyes were so attractive. All of this was too dreamy, and Sylvie returned to her mind in a trance. Seeing him looking at her with a smile, she smiled shyly.

Ernie opened the red wine and poured it a little.

"Forget it, Ernie. I can't drink. I have to drive. Let’s replace the wine with tea!" Marley did not drink.

"You can call the driver!"

"Never mind. I and Sylvie just want to be with each other. It's too inconvenient to have a driver!" Whether intentional or not, Marley tried to declare his position as Sylvie’s husband.

Sylvie focused on eating soup, which was so sweet as if she was eating chocolate. Although it was weird that the three of them were having lunch together, Marley's thoughtfulness made her heart tremble. Without more words, he silently took the plate in front of her and picked some delicious food for her.

He picked the fish bone out, put the fish meat, and brought the plate to her.

From the beginning to the end, he had been silent.

He didn’t say something, but he always kept a smile on his face, and occasionally he glanced at Ernie with sharp eyes.

She felt sweet and warm.

Ernie felt sour in his heart.

On the table, the three of them had different feelings.

But no one spoke any more. When they left, Ernie went to check out. Sylvie said nothing, nor did she caught a glance at Ernie.

Marley returned to the car, holding Sylvie's hand. She stroke his face with concern and asked, “Marley, does it hurt?"

He shook his head and looked at her, and his eyes were full of tenderness. “What did he tell you?"

She was stunned.

"He said he liked me!" she answered honestly.

Hearing her words, he tensed every muscle in his body. She immediately went up, hugged his neck, kissed his lips to show her determination with action. What she wanted was Marley!

He immediately turned passive into initiative, as if he accumulated enthusiasm of the whole world, and kissed her with great force. Her little hand climbed his neck, like a piece of dependent duckweed, and with the intensity of his kiss, she took a round.

His kiss was hot and intense, and she could hardly bear it, but he couldn’t stop as if he could never be satisfied.

As they kissed each other passionately, Sylvie was almost suffocated. She shook her head, murmuring. He held her face with his hand to let her face him!

He closed his eyes, with her lips in his mouth, and felt his thumping heartbeat across his clothes. She directly tied his neck with her hand, which made him shake again, and the kiss became more and more intense and crazy.

Finally, Marley let go of Sylvie.

At this moment, he left her lips, looking at her with amorous eyes. She was so strange in his eyes. She had a red face, delicate lips, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

He stood, unmoving, like being possessed. All of a sudden, he kissed her neckline uncontrollably.

His soft lips touched her neck, and a strange and intolerable voice broke out, and her face was hot. In a moment, his body was trembling slightly. Instead of kissing her, he launched an aggressive attack.