A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 128

William failed to notice her emotions and continued to laugh. His usually tightly pursed lips were now curling all the way up, which added a pinch of gentleness to his sculpturesque face. He looked stunning.

“Are you angry?” Talking in a smiling tone, he gazed at Sherry gently. He finally realized her expression was off.

Pouting, she turned back and looked at him, “Don’t you call me that anymore. We’re not sure yet whether I’ll really be your wife!”

She knew he would probably be married with Lucille by now if it wasn’t for the fact Mr. Rowland was strongly against it. He probably called her “my wife” countless times before to be able to say it so naturally at this moment.

A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes for a moment before he assured her. “You’re the only wife I have, Sherry!”

“You said that to someone else before, didn’t you?” Sherry was aggrieved. “You must be calling someone that a lot that you’re so natural with it now, no?”

William was stunned and looked at her frowning expression astonishingly. He didn’t know how to explain it and could only sigh, “Sherry, you’re really mad? All right, I’ll stop calling you that then.”

He became moody. It was actually his first time calling someone his wife.

His reaction made Sherry felt her hypothesis was true that he did call Lucille “my wife” before. She turned to look outside the window. Her mood was cloudy at this moment. She said blandly, “Let’s go now.”

He started the car. The atmosphere in the car was depressing.

William didn’t dare to speak. He scared it would piss her off.

But the more he remained silent, the more turmoil it was in Sherry’s heart.

“What do you want to eat?” he said cautiously. He was afraid one misstep would make her ignore him again. After all, while he was trying to make up to Lucille for what he did, he did Sherry wrong too.

He would make it up to her with all his life!

He took her to a high-end restaurant and asked for a private room.

“Why are we here?” Sherry said while William dragged her in. She didn’t like to go to high-end luxurious places, especially a private room.

“Dinner!”

“It’s pricey here!” She said in a low voice.

The waiter looked at her with despise upon hearing that, as if she was a country bumpkin. Sherry bit her lip in embarrassment.

William shot daggers at the waiter from the corner of his eyes. His glare was so fierce the waiter immediately lowered his head in fear.

William turned around to look at Sherry, who was biting her lip. He felt bad for her. This was the woman he loved, who had had it rough in life. “I can afford it. You’re too skinny, you need to eat more!”

“Give me your best combo set. It must be nutritious as well!” he said.

“But…” Sherry was about to say something.

“No but!” he growled, and said to the waiter, “You can leave now! And don’t come in unless there’s anything!”

“Yes sir!” The waiter immediately left.

After a few moments, the dishes were up.

“Please don’t bother us anymore!” William reminded again.

When it was only the two of them in the room, William dragged Sherry to sit on his lap. “Sherry!”

She looked at him and felt weird sitting on his lap. But he held her at the waist, not letting her off. “Listen to me, Sherry. I had only called you as my wife all my life. And you’ll be the only person I’ll call that!”

Finally, he opened up to her frankly.

Sherry’s heart trembled. She didn’t really believe it, but William’s expression was dead serious when he said that.

“I deem that the truest form of my feelings for you. I never call any other woman that. I really mean it when I call you my wife!”

The cloud in Sherry’s heart was finally swept away. Deeply moved, tears rolled down her eyes as she closed them.

“Don’t cry!” he said in an extremely gentle tone and wiped off the tears with his slender hands clumsily.

“You really never call Lucille that?” she asked lightly. She was behaving like a completely jealous woman that even she couldn’t stand it herself. However, this was her honest expression.

“Never!” He shook his head.

That put a smile on her teary face.

“My wife?” he called again. She didn’t refuse it this time but hooked his neck and kissed him.

Their lips touched. William was exhilarated, his heart beating like crazy. That made him made his move. He put his tongue into her mouth and started sucking her tongue…

He kissed her while his hands pried into her clothes. The suit he put on her covered up her coat underneath, which was now lifted up. His hands moved from her butt to the corner of her shirt, then on to her breasts, teasing her sensitive nipples…

Damn, she couldn’t resist it anymore…

“William! Let… let go of me!”

“Call me your husband!” he growled and dove into her coat. Kissing and biting, he was leaving marks on her silky fair skin.