A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 251

“Let me walk you home!” Julian said in all haste. “It’s so late. When you arrive at NT Mountain, there might be no transport!”

“Ah!” Leila was surprised for a moment. “No, thanks. I can just call a cab!”

“Damn. Am I a devil? Why do you hate me so much?” Julian raised his pretty eyebrows. “Is it that bad? You told me that you know I’m not trying to get you.”

“Well.” Leila felt embarrassed after she heard it. She shook her head and let out a bitter smile, “I’m really capable of going home alone!”

“Leila, I found you quite stubborn! Can’t you just take it I’m pursing you?”

“I’m not a narcissist. If I believed that every man around is pursing me, I would be mentally. I just don’t like to bother other people. That’s all!

“Then just get into my car. I’m driving a cab today. You can pay if you feel necessary. “ Julian said it without embarrassment. “I’ll give you a discount. How about that? “ He winked.

Leila was stunned by the gleam behind his glasses, feeling that it would be inappropriate if she refused. “Well, thanks. But I will pay you the full price. I don’t want you to lose money.

Julian cast a glance at Leila from the rearview when she got into the car. He found her rather surefooted. She became a public servant in this city at such a young age. Although the salary was good, he thought it was pity that a girl like her didn’t chose a more promising job.

Before he could even start the engine, Leila’s phone rang.

The name shimmering on the screen was Vincent, which startled her. She looked out of the window subconsciously. She vaguely saw his car there.

“Hello?”

“Get out of that car!” The words sounded cold on the phone.

“You’re here?” She asked tentatively.

But the phone was hung up. No, it was just that her phone out of battery. Leila stared at her phone motionlessly.

But Julian had already started driving before she could make a choice.

Get out of the car to do what?

She didn’t do it, but she was somehow terrified, which twisted her features.

“What’s wrong?” Julian cast a glance at her.

“Nothing!” She shook her head and looked out from the window subconsciously. This time she didn’t see that car. Maybe it was never there. She shook her head, thinking that she must be delusional. He had other women to keep him accompanied. What was she expecting? It had just been three days. How could she think of this?

The car was moving fast. Leila shot a glance at the man in front of her and could not help asking, “Why you are here?”

“I’m here for you!” He said it straightly. “My dad is also working overtime tonight. I thought that you might be short of transport when you are off work, so I went here. By the way, how’s your body? Did the wounds get worse?”

How could she not be touched by these words? There was nothing in his eyes but concern. It was something even worse for her. “I’m okay now.”

She thought of those scratches handled by Vincent, and her mind flew towards a realm unknown by others.

“Thank god! I’m relieved!” Julian smiled again.

She also put on a smile, “You’re really a taxi driver?”

He smiled and shook his head, “No!”

“Then what’s your job?”

“A journalist. I’m experiencing the life a taxi driver and I’ll write an article about it. I rent this car and when I have time, I will drive it and take passengers!”

“No wonder! I never believed that you’re a taxi driver.” She remembered that the car that gave her car scratch was obviously not a taxi. Besides, he was the son of Director Gordon, which made it less possible.

“Why can’t I?” He raised his eyebrows.

“Because you don’t look like one!” She smiled and cast him a glimpse. His features were quite feminine.

“So what do I look like?” Julian sounded curious.

“Like a pretty boy!” She was straightforward.

“Well...” Julian rolled his eyes, seemingly embarrassed. He coughed and said, “Don’t you think that was too much!”

“I’m just kidding!” She smiled, imitating him.

“Are you imitating me?”

Leila bite her lips and said, “You are a good journalist. I haven’t expected that you would lose money to experience the life of a cab driver!”