A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 715 I Say Cannot, Just Cannot

"Ryan!" Sylvie felt warmth in her heart. He had always been so generous, the scene was just like the first time she came to the United States and he also helped her so selflessly. "Hehe, don't look at me like that anymore. Your expression is pitiful, like a beggar!"

"Actually I am a beggar!" Sylvie sneered at herself.

"Silly girl, you are not!" Ryan comforted her.

"You are my best and the best friend!" Sylvie said.

'Just friends! I'm just her best friend!' Ryan sighed in his heart. Then, he smiled slightly, "Of course! I am moving back to my own place, have you got the key?"

"Yes!" Sylvie said immediately, "Are you going to move back? Is your house cleaned?"

"Yes!" Ryan said. "It was cleaned up yesterday!"

"Oh! That's great!" Sylvie nodded. "Actually, you can still live with me, anyway I am not going back recently!"

"It's boring to live there if you are not back, so I just go back to my place. Okay! You can get off the car now, his car is coming!" Ryan reminded her when he glanced at the car parked next to his car. Sylvie kept the card immediately and put it in her pocket.

She looked up at Marley's car and then she turned to look at Ryan, "Ryan, I will never forget your help, thank you!"

"Silly girl, you say thank you to me again! I will really get angry if you say thank you to me next time!" Ryan looked at her. Her eyes were quiet and clear. There was the most sincere appreciation in the deep darkness.

He still remembered their first meet. At that time, Sylvie's eyes were once a pair of waveless and desireless eyes. It seemed that there was nothing could be cared by her and he had always thought that it should be a pair of clean and simple eyes. But now, her eyes were filled with worries. At the same time, her eyebrows were also full of charm which was a look between a girl and a woman.

He saw her neck inadvertently. There were some purple marks on it. It was so clear and he knew that Marley had turned the girl into a woman. Ryan's eyes tightened and finally he said, "You can go now! Sylvie!"

"I'm leaving!" Sylvie pushed the car door and got out of the car!

The moment the car door was closed by her from the outside, Ryan put his hand on his side and clenched tightly, his knuckles were turning pale and the blue veins exposed.

Sylvie got out of Ryan's car and walked to Marley's car. Before opening the door, Marley had already opened the front passenger seat's door from the compartment and said in a deep voice, "Get in!" "Thanks for waiting for me!" Sylvie smiled softly and turned to look at Marley. However, her smile on her face just disappeared due to his taciturn handsome face.

Marley glanced at Ryan's car outside his car window. A coldness flashed across his eyes, but it just passed away in an instant.

Just as he regained his mind from the daze, he saw Sylvie's smile on her lips. He was slightly startled and then he leaned over.

Sylvie was panicked and leaned against the back of the seat subconsciously.

His body pressed over her with his unique masculinity. The strong smell of him just rushed into her nose. She held her breath for a while. He seemed to notice that her reaction was very stiff and there was a smile flashed in his eyes.

After a purposely pause, he stretched his hand to her right side and pulled the seat belt. He pulled it out and helped her buckle it up.

It turned out that he was just helping her fasten her seat belt. She had thought too much! Her face flushed again suddenly.

He raised his eyes and glanced at her. Then, he stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek. He spoke in a low hoarse voice that just could be heard by her, "What are you thinking? Your face is blushing?" "No, nothing!" She shook her head hurriedly.

He didn't went back in a hurry. He leaned by her side, watching her blushing face playfully.

Ryan's car was not leaving either. The two cars were just stopped next to each other. They were only in opposite directions.

Sylvie leaned on the back of the seat, waiting for him to sit back to his seat and drive. However, he didn't move and he seemed to enjoy that face-to-face, close distance between them.

"You, can you move there a bit!" She whispered.

"He found you for what?" He asked in a deep voice, ignoring her stiffness.

"Oh! A little matter!" She answered honestly.

"What little matter?" He seemed not satisfied with her answer. Why was he so interested of her own affairs?

"The matter is about my apartment. He is still living there. But he is going to move out now. So he gave me the keys." She didn't dare to breathe and said it in a low voice.

"Oh!" Marley took a pause with a glimmer of light in his eyes. Then, he said, "This will the only time."

"What?" Just as Sylvie breathed a sigh of relief, her heart that was in a hanging state became puzzled again.

"Don't give the keys to other men casually in the future!" He said in a deep voice.

"Ryan is not an outsider!" She said, "He is my very best friend!"

Marley's eyes tightened slightly and he said stubbornly, "I say cannot, just cannot!"

She lowered her eyelids and said nothing. Ryan was her best friend. The relationship between her and Ryan was just like family. Not only living at her apartment, even if he wanted her house, she would give it to him happily. Furthermore, the house was belonged to him. Although he said that it was her salary for drawing pictures, she had already gotten the design fees before that.

Seeing that she was silent, he thought she had agreed. He returned to his position and fastened his seat belt. He started the car and stepped on the accelerator. The car left in a high speed. His face was gloomy and his thin lips were pressed tightly. His hands that were holding the steering wheel seemed to expose his veins slightly as the result of applying too much force on it.

Sylvie was sitting in the position of the front passenger seat in a daze. She was clutching the shoulder strap of the satchel with her left hand, pursing her lips in silence. She would always feel flustered when staying alone with him as if her heart would beat faster.

Marley answered a call while driving and Sylvie heard him say, "Come over at noon tomorrow to talk about it, 10am! I will make arrangement for it!"

"You don't have to tell me this, I just hope that it will be the last time!" His tone was not very good. He put down his phone and focused on driving.

Sylvie turned her gaze out of the car window, watching the scenery along the way that passed through her eyes quickly and was left behind one by one. Life was just like scenery, it just needed to move forward! It was just that there was no way back in life but people could come back and took another look of the scenery. She was feeling a bit sour when thinking of it.

At that moment, there was a warmth in her little hand. She became stiff. It turned out that his big hand had already covered hers. His action was so sudden. The temperature of his palm penetrated into her skin through the back of her hand instantly and transmitted to her limbs directly, panicking her eyes. She turned her head in horror and met his deep eyes.

Just as the moment, he turned his attention to the road ahead.

Sylvie froze and wanted to get her hand back. He took his hand away and started to shift gears. The action was so gentle and caring, but their hearts were so far apart!

"You..." She wanted to say something, but she was frustrated as she didn't know what to say when she opened her mouth.

At that moment, the car reached a junction with traffic light. He stopped the car and waited for the green light.

He turned his face and looked at her. There was a little playfulness on his face, "What's wrong with me?"

She listened to his tone, looked at the playfulness in his eyes and felt a little annoyed. Then, she kept quiet for a long time and then she said, "Stop in front of the market, I'll go shopping!" "Can't we go to the supermarket to buy it? Why are you going to the market?"

"The groceries in market are fresh and cheaper." Sylvie replied.

Marley was stunned. The red light turned to green light. Sylvie saw that he didn't mean to go and the driver in the car behind them was honking, she reminded him, "It has turned to green light!" "Uh!" Marley drove quickly.

Both of them did not speak any more until they reached the market.

Sylvie went out of his car at the market and Marley followed her to get out from the car.

"You just wait here!" She put her bag in his car and said.

"Why?" He wanted to go in with her to buy groceries.

Sylvie turned her head and glanced at his tall body standing by the car door. His handsome face was full of confusion. She pointed to his suit and said, "You are not wearing a suitable for this place. It will make the grocery shopping expensive!"

Marley was surprised and speechless. He was standing there, keeping silent for a long time. Wasn't she wearing a suit too?

Sylvie just grabbed her wallet and said, "Look after my bag, I'll be back in ten minutes!"

After finishing her words, she entered the market.

When she came out again, she was carrying a few bags of fresh vegetables, it was greenish and there he had no idea what was that in the next few bags. It seemed that there were fish and meat but she seemed to buy many types of food ingredients.

Marley looked at her from a distance. He was smoking and standing by the door. When he saw her coming, he threw away the cigarette butts. Then, both of them went back.

Villa by the sea.

After Marley took a shower and changed clothes, he went downstairs and saw her busy cooking in the kitchen. Sylvie had changed her clothes and was wearing a floral apron around her waist.

He watched her busy cooking in the kitchen from a distance and looked at her focused face expression. At that moment, he wondered that was it the so-called ordinary life? Maybe a simple, true couples who loved each others were just be like that?!

She actually could cook, he recalled the last few small dishes which tasted good. His appetite was getting better and he ate happily.

He didn't go to the kitchen but just sat on the sofa and turned on the TV casually. It had been so long that he didn't watch TV. He was so busy that he had forgotten the TV. The company's affairs were too annoying, and the most difficult days were about to pass.

Sylvie's actions were very swift. That had to thanks Sadie Porter. Miss Sadie was too busy and didn't have time to cook during Sylvie's unhappy childhood. Also, it was sure that Sadie would not enter the kitchen. Sylvie had practiced her cooking skills during the days with hunger and fullness.

Washing, cutting the vegetables, steaming the rice, Sylvie turned on the liquefied gas and turned on the range hood. She was cooking vegetables. Her skillful movements and her focused serious face expression were like a beautiful picture.

Marley turned his head inadvertently. His eyesight turned gentle unconsciously when looking at her.

After a few dishes were served on the table, Sylvie discovered that he was watching TV program in the living room and then she glanced at the position of the sofa subconsciously.

Marley was wearing casual white clothes and beige trousers covering his slender legs. He just sat there casually and lazily in a cross-legged posture. His thick black hair was covering his sharp eyes and his slender fingers were clamping a cigarette, the atmosphere was full of smoke. His eyes were gleaming behind his black hair and he turned to her at the same time.

When they looked at each other, Sylvie lowered her head and said in a low voice, "It's time to have dinner!"

"Hmm!!" After that, both of them said nothing and sat quietly at the table.

Sylvie had cooked four dishes. Steamed Wuchang fish, Lighted grilled ribs, scrambled eggs with bitter gourd, shredded pork with celery, and pea soup. There were four dishes, one soup and rice. All those dishes were homemade. There were red, white and green colors which made it look so beautiful.

"Actually it was unhealthy to have a big dinner at night but your lunch was too simple and you are having a heavy workload recently. So I have made it a little more sumptuous to replenish your body." Sylvie explained to him as she saw him sitting at the dining table quietly.0000