A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 254

Then Vincent went towards the French window of the living room. Leila had been busy in the kitchen for more than half an hour. When the meal was ready to be served on the table, Vincent stood in front of the window, looking at the sunny earth outside the window at a loss.

The glistening sunshine refracted in through the glass window, shining on the handsome man with aggressiveness under the window. However, although he looked domineering, there was a disappointed expression in his eyes that could even not be warmed by the sunshine and attracted the girl unintentionally, quickening her heartbeat.

She had never imagined that Vincent, who was usually aloof and arrogant, could also become so depressed.

Leila hesitated, but did not know how to interrupt his meditation.

And Vincent did not look back, still looking out the window. There were obvious sad and lonely expressions on his brow.

Leila was shocked. Looking Vincent standing sadly, she recalled that when she was young, she hid on the balcony lonely and looked at the scenery outside the window, fantasizing about her father's return. But she never thought that her aunt’s husband would be her real father. Until she was sixteen years old and accidentally found the affairs of the man and her mom, her mom then told her that her uncle was her biological father.

Later, Leila sat on the balcony watching the scenery more frequently and more lonely. Now seeing Vincent like this, she thought of when she was unhappy before. Suddenly her eyes turned dark and complicated expressions welled up in her mind.

For a long time, she came to her sense and walked over gently, quietly waiting for his turn.

Time passed by, and it was quiet. She kept silent and looked out of the window like him.

Looking out of the window, beyond the villa area, there were lush forests on the mountain. In the mountains, F City was at the foot of the mountain. It was prosperous.

What was he looking at?

What was he thinking about?

She stared at him, and he was frowning. For a moment, Leila felt heartbroken. He had visited her home many times, but she still felt him very strange at this moment.

She witnessed his business growing and expanding from a small enterprise, involving all walks of life, especially in the last year, his position as the commercial overlord of F City was almost untouched, but why did he feel so lonely at this time?

Leila forced a smile. His loneliness had nothing to do with herself.

She did not know how long it took. Vincent finally turned around. When he saw Leila's moody eyes, his black pupils flashed slightly. He raised his eyebrows and said warmly, "The food is ready?"

"Yeah!" Leila nodded and quickly repressed her emotions.

"What did you cook?" The tone of Vincent also sounded warm.

"Egg flower soup and shortbread." Leila answered tonelessly.

"Did you often cook before?" He stared at Leila because he wanted to see every expression on her face.

"In the past, when my mother went to work, I cooked for myself!" Leila honestly replied. When her father was not at home, she and her mother lived a hard life. Her mother worked hard to support her alone, and they stuck together and helped each other in difficulties, so that she learned to help her mother to do housework at an early age.

He always asked her some questions so suddenly. Fortunately, she responded quickly this time.

Vincent strode towards the dining table, sat down, and looked at the dishes on the table. It was such an ordinary breakfast including golden shortbread, laver egg flower soup and pickles on the table. Some expressions flashed again in the eyes of Vincent. Then he began to eat slowly and charmingly. He was so noble even when he was eating.

Leila did not want to eat. She just said in a hurry, "Mr. White, I’ll go to work!"

"Wait!" He raised his head and looked at her with an earnest expression in his eyes.

Leila froze at the table, but he did not speak. She felt that the atmosphere was strange.

Leila's heart was beating wildly. She remembered what happened last night and could not pretend to forget it like Vincent. She still had anger in her heart, but she did not want to lose her temper.

"What’s up?" Seeing that he did not speak, she finally could not help but said.

"Go after breakfast!" He said.

"No. I'm too late!" She looked at her watch. It would take some time to go by bus.

"I will send you!" He said.

Leila looked up in surprise. The man sitting in front of her was so charming like a god. What did he say? Send her?

"Why?" She flushed and blurted out.

"What?" Vincent smiled meaningfully and looked at her reddish face leisurely. Then he suddenly felt a sexual drive.

"What do you want actually?" She asked uneasily.

"Hum! I just wanna send you. Leila, if you feel strange, just treat it as a little reward after you please me last night!" His voice was hoarse with sex appeal.