A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 732 Good Wife And Mother

When she reached the stairs, she saw that the study room's light was still on. Sylvie walked over, it was already past 11 p.m., but he was still busy.

The study room's door was tightly closed, Sylvie stood outside, not entering, after pondering for a bit, she went downstairs. Sure enough, the stuff she had bought was heaped on the doorstep, and the sofa

was a mess.

Thinking about the hot scene that happened on the sofa just now, Sylvie's face flushed red. She hurried over to tidy up the clothes that were strewn on the floor and put them in the laundry room. She put the clothes that would crumble easily into the laundry bag, zipped them up, and put them into the washing machine, and started washing.

She then went back to start clearing up the stuff on the doorstep. It was almost midnight, she would like to cook something for supper, she was a little hungry!

When she was busying herself in the kitchen, she suddenly raised her head to see Marley.

He was standing by the door, leaning on the doorframe, looking at her, his gaze intense. "What are you cooking?"

Sylvie's gaze accidentally flickered to the unfastened button on his shirt, she was looking at his firm chest which was partially visible. His deep, cold eyes were staring at her sharply, Sylvie's heart exploded, and her little face suddenly flushed red. In her distress, she stuttered, "I, I'm making supper."

Finishing her words, she didn't dare to meet his intense gaze. She lowered her head and looked at her toes. Looking at the image on her slippers, she was extremely cautious.

After two times of passion, she realized she felt slightly embarrassed to face him.

At that moment, she was wearing her pajamas, her hair in a messy ponytail, donning a floral apron, she looked both natural and homey. He stood at the doorway looking at her, he felt that this kind of normal life was actually not too bad!

"Smells good!" He said while walking over. He had come down after hearing sounds from the laundry room.

"You, have you not been eating?" Sylvie gave a small smile, a little surprised.

"Yeah!" Marley shot her a smile, he rarely smiled, but he was smiling at her now. It felt strange, but he looked good when he smiled, the corner of his lips raised, revealing a few teeth, added together with his dark and sharp looks, he looked good no matter how she looked at him.

Looking at his smile, it always looked a little playful. His eyes were big and filled with depth, if he was a child, he would be like a doll when he smiled. She wondered how beautiful his kids would be in the future She hadn't been on birth control, would she have his kids?

Her thoughts wandered off for a moment, she didn't know why she suddenly thought of all these. Sylvie busied herself stirring the porridge in the pot. "Porridge would be ready in a minute!"

"You're so good at cooking, who did you learn it from?" Marley suddenly spoke again.

"My neighbor!" She said softly.

When she was young, Sadie hadn't taken care of her, she was always busy socializing, dating guys, and she always didn't have fixed meals. Her neighbor was a chef in a factory, cooking often. She was a good kid when she was young, even though Sadie wasn't so good to her, the neighbors were kind to her because she was a good kid. The neighbor would give her some food when he cooked, after a while, she learned cooking from him. But when she was in the first year of high school, he passed away, and she was extremely sad then.

Thinking of him, her eyes dimmed, she thought of going to his grave for a visit, and tidy up the grave for him.

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows, "Can't wait to meet him!"

"He passed away!" She suddenly lowered her voice, a little downcast. Since she was a child, because of Sadie's bad reputation, many people looked at her in a different light. Those that had really liked her were the few neighbors. She hadn't felt much kinship before, and he was one of the few who felt just like family to her.

Seeing her lowered eyes, Marley walked over and raised her chin, looking at her. "Very upset?"

"Yeah!" She didn't deny it.

"Sylvie must be someone that values relationships?" He suddenly asked.

Sylvie raised her eyes and looked at the handsome face that was inches away from hers. His handsome face was particularly clear under the light, the corner of his lips raised in a little curve. His eyes were deep and dark, staring at her unblinkingly. At that moment, Sylvie was stunned by his unwavering gaze, why did she suddenly feel lost and anxious now. She felt very nervous all of a sudden. In the midst of her anxiousness, she nodded her head, "Yeah! Very upset!"

"Good girl!" His tone was gentle, lowering his head, he kissed her on her forehead, it was an appreciative tenderness.

Sylvie's heart was suddenly pounding, it was beating so strongly, so quickly, that she felt that her heart was about to jump out from her chest. She couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him.

Marley's dark eyes were like a deep maze, a faint smile flickered in it, but it felt unreachable.

Sylvie habitually crinkled her nose, she pursed her lips and said softly, "I'm not a child!"

He laughed!

He was too close to her, and on reflex, she retracted her shoulders.

He didn't change his position, a whiff of refreshing aroma drifted towards her, and she was breathless. Sylvie felt a little startled, she lowered her head slightly, but he raised her chin, and she suddenly realized the flirtatious atmosphere going on between them.

Before this, she had never considered whether this was appropriate - wasn't their marriage just on paper? She couldn't start having feelings! She was afraid that if she wasn't careful, then there would be no turning back!

But, now, she-

Marley looked at Sylvie who was in front of him, it was obvious she was slightly anxious and lost, but was still forcing herself to be calm.

From his angle he could see her slender neck, her long dark hair was tied up simply with a rubber band, shining slightly. Her ears and her cheeks were flushed red, they were small and shiny, and on her neck were traces of his kiss.

He suddenly felt a warmth spread across his chest. His throat felt tight, and finally he still straightened up, the corner of his lips carried a relaxed smile, "Sylvie, you're not afraid of everyone, when you're in fron of your first and third uncles, you are always like a warrior, but why are you like a little bunny when you're with me?"

Sylvie suddenly felt anxious again.

Then, the pressure in front of her suddenly felt heavy again, she heard his low voice saying, "There is only one answer, you really love me! Sylvie, am I right?"

She froze suddenly, the smile on Marley's face spread wide, his smile was so bright.

"I..." Sylvie's face was red again, "I don't."

Marley burst out laughing, "Sylvie, if you don't love me, would you even agree to let me touch you?"

She widened her eyes in surprise.

His head pressed towards hers and blocked her lips. "Actually I know nothing has happened between you and Ryan, but I just don't like you being close to other guys, you can only have me!" His hot breath was on her face, she felt her heart in turmoil again.

Now, whenever he saw her anxious and restless expression in front of him, Marley couldn't help but find it so funny. This chick was always so brave in front of everyone else, but when she was facing him, she was always anxious. If she had no feelings for him, would she have agreed to marry him? The answer was no!

Marley thought for a long time in his study room, he was clear about one thing, that was, Sylvie had feelings for him, but did he know her before this? Or could she be a love-stricken girl just like other girls? He did not think so. If she was indeed so easily love-stricken, Ryan was always next to her, why didn't she marry him?

But anyway, at this moment, he realized that in his heart, he liked the feeling of being liked by her.

Sylvie's heart fluttered, facing the man in front of her, she wanted to be calm and controlled too. But, she didn't know why, in front of him, she always felt like a kid who had done something wrong. All she could do was lower her head, not daring to make any move.

A pang of odd smell suddenly drifted by, it was extremely pungent.

Sylvie gasped, "My porridge!"

Her porridge was burnt!

Wafts of smoke billowed from the pot.

Sylvie quickly turned off the stove, turned on the gas hood to let out the odd smell, but the whole pot of porridge was already wasted. She stood in front of the gas stove, looking at her pot of porridge, with smoke billowing. She pouted, and whined, "It's all because of you, my porridge is finished!"

He burst out laughing, "Looks like we are going to starve!"

"No worries, I'll cook some noodles, do you like to eat noodles?" She turned around to ask him.

"Yup! I'm okay with that!" He was really hungry anyway.

"Then I'll cook some noodles for you!" Sylvie quickly prepared another pot, washed it, and boiled some water. Then, she walked to the fridge to take two eggs, and two tomatoes.

She was planning to make tomato egg noodles. "You go busy yourself first, just wait about ten minutes! I'll prepare another dish for you!"

Saying this, she took out the vegetable knife. Within a few strokes, she had already cut the tomatoes into cubes, and washed the lettuce and cut it into strips. She had also chopped up some garlic, and prepared some chili and ginger slices. She put away the pot of porridge, and swapped it with another pot. Turning on the stove, she poured some oil, and poured the beaten eggs into the pot in a swift motion.

Marley who was standing by the side didn't leave, but looked on seriously at Sylvie's series of actions. He saw Sylvie fry the egg till it became golden brown, and poured it out, then she fried the tomatoes separately. He realized that her cooking skills were great, it looks like she would be both a good wife and mother.

"Why did you fry them separately?" Marley couldn't help asking.

"Because if the egg is too cooked, it won't be tasty anymore!" Sylvie replied naturally, and continued with what she was doing.

In a jiffy, the tomato eggs were done, and the spicy fried lettuce was ready too. She then put the dried noodles into the pot, and in a moment, the noodles were ready too. It looked both yummy and presentable whetting their appetites.

"Alright! It's ready!" She took off the apron quickly, and shot Marley a smile.

Marley kept looking at her, and helped her bring the dishes to the table. Looking at the time, this had actually taken less than fifteen minutes.

Both of them sat down at the table before the noodles. Sylvie didn't eat much, but Marley on the other hand, after making sure she had finished eating, swept everything like a hurricane into his tummy. Sylvie looked at him sweeping up all the food that she had cooked once again, she felt very happy. Just when she was about to clean up the dishes, he stopped her.

"It's too late, go up first, clean up tomorrow!"

"No!" Sylvie shook her head. "It's very quick, you go wash up first, I'll go up once I'm done here!"

Marley looked at her, and could only go up first. After he left, Sylvie scrubbed the pots and pans, and recalled that the clothes were still in the laundry machine, and there was still ironing to do. She ran to the laundry room, took out the clothes from the laundry machine, and ironed the clothes.

With these tasks, another half an hour passed.

After Marley finished washing up, he went down to look for her because she was still not upstairs yet. She was not in the kitchen, he went to the laundry room, and saw her ironing his shirt seriously.

He stood by the door, it was the first time a woman was ironing clothes for him. Even in the past when he was staying with Jemima, no matter how gentle she was, she was not as homely as Sylvie was. Looking at the woman before him, his eyes were filled with a gentle glimmer.00☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐