A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 375 Sexual Orientation Issue

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!"

Leila was stunned when the photo was handed to her. She was struck dumb as it was a picture of Vincent kissing Julian.

Yes!

It was a picture of Vincent holding Julian's head and kissed him. And Vincent was the one who took the initiative. Gosh! And he kissed on his lips! Leila quivered as she was really taken aback by it! Instantly, she was lost in thought, and her face was pale!

Could it be that this was the reason Julian kidnapped her? Could it be that Vincent and him? She dared not to think about it anymore!

"Are you okay?" Charles asked with a smile, "Scared, right?"

Leila came to her senses and grunted coldly, seeing the gloating look on Charles's face. "Tell me, what's your intention?"

"I didn't mean anything! I'm just reminding you that Vincent might be gay!" Charles shrugged.

"He's not!" Leila roared, taking the photo upstairs. In fact, she was shocked and scared. How could Vincent be gay? She couldn't believe it! Absolutely not!

"The photo is mine! But I'll just give it to you then!" Charles added, "Don't be too sad!"

Leila walked back to her room at a heavy pace and shut herself in her room. She could no longer calm down to hide her negative emotions. She sat on the chair helplessly, covering her face and closing her eyes, feeling broken-hearted.

This picture had gone over the top! Was Vincent serious about it?

She dared not to think about it anymore! She put the photo into her bag, not thinking about it. This was absolutely impossible. But thinking of every time Vincent met Julian, she felt something wrong. But she couldn't tell it!

Was it really unusual between them?

Then...

Ugh!

It was so disgusting!

Did they do it? With Vincent on top? Who was top, and who was bottom?

Ugh!

Leila slapped her head, feeling that she had overthought it. How could the scenes of Vincent and Julian rolling around in bed flash in her mind?

However, Leila entered her room and never came out. Owen had already gone out with Miyamoto, despite knowing each other for just one day only. And so, the villa was quiet.

The complete silence was unsettling and irritating. Leila knew that everything was the fault of this picture. She really wanted to call Vincent immediately, but she chose to believe in Vincent. Finally, in the evening, some staggering footsteps sounded.

The door was opened, and a ray of light came through the open gap, shining on the tall figure.

The lights were turned on with a snap!

Vincent saw Leila sitting on the sofa in a daze, "What's wrong? Why didn't you turn on the lights?"

Leila came to her senses and stood up immediately as he saw Vincent. She was nervous and alarmed, forcing herself to be calm. Her voice was trembling, "You... you're back?"

"Yeah. Eira said that you've been in your room for the whole afternoon!" Vincent looked at Leila with suspicion.

"Yeah! Yeah!" Leila nodded and changed the topic, "Have you eaten yet? Shall we go down?"

Leila spoke as she was about to leave.

Her hand had just gripped the door handle when someone grabbed her arm from the back. She was frightened and flung his hand away 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 wrong with you?"

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

"Leila!" Vincent gritted his teeth and called out to her.

Leila trembled as she heard him yelling. She raised her head slowly to look at him. She noticed that he was in a rage.

Their eyes met, but none of them spoke.

"Alright." Leila regained her composure, "Vincent, about the button, did you check it out?"

Vincent was baffled and frowned, "Don't ask it again. I'll find out!"

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

Vincent was doubtful, looking at her, but he said nothing and nodded, "Let's go!"

During dinner, Leila sat at the dining table with just the two of them. Charles had gone out while Owen seemed to have a pleasant time with Miyamoto and hadn't back yet.

"Are you spaced out?" Vincent's voice sounded at the dining table.

Leila was panic, and her chopsticks fell onto the ground.

"No. Nothing!"

She tried to calm herself down when picking the chopsticks. Vincent would have noticed it if she acted like this. She picked it up and went to the kitchen to grab another pair of chopsticks. Then she gave a stiff smile, "The dish is delicious. Have more of it!"

She went to grab herself the chopsticks so that nobody noticed her bitterness.

"You've something on your mind, don't you?" Vincent frowned.

"Nope!" Leila turned around and said faintly.

Vincent was gloomy and said nothing. He went upstairs alone after dinner.

Leila walked past the study and saw Vincent smoking silently at the window. His posture was charming, while his cold and distant look was so unpredictable.

At the moment, Leila was so confused that she could barely speak. Was Vincent really gay?

She didn't want to look into it. She was afraid that the answer would be terrible and unacceptable for her.

Late at night, she was lying in bed until the door was opened and closed. He took off his clothes and went for a shower. Hearing the rushing water sound in the bathroom, Leila was scared! And she was highly anxious!

After a while, the water sound had stopped. He walked out and dried himself. Then he laid on her side!

He embraced her from behind, and Leila closed her eyes instinctively. She could feel his warm breaths at her ear, with his sturdy chest pressing on her. She pretended to be asleep.

No!

No way!

She was stiffened as she felt his growing desire.

He turned her around, and his massive body pressed on her. Her heart was beating fast as she met his deep dark eyes, "I'm tired!"

Her words quenched his desire!

Vincent rolled over on the bed, gasping and turned his back to her. He gave her the cold shoulder the whole night, and they slept far apart.

A gulf seemed to have divided the two of them. Leila was afraid of having sex with him!

A woman's heart was always so fragile. Leila was unable to sleep and not dared to turn over. At the same time, the man beside her hadn't sleep yet as he seemed to be still angry. Leila thought in her mind, "Go to sleep. Go to sleep! It's just a dream!"

Not long after, Leila finally felt sleepy in the wee hours!

When she was about to fall asleep, she felt him at her side as well as his warm body. Her heart couldn't help but start pounding.0000