A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 346

"Don't even think about it!" He immediately yelled overbearingly.

With her brain buzzing from his yelling, Leila turned her face away and looked out of the car window, "Let's go. We'll be late if we don't go!"

"I said get in the front!"

"No. That's not my place to sit!" She said faintly and looked away, whispering, "Leave it to someone else. I don't care!"

Vincent froze slightly. He seemed to understand something!

She was angry? She had been angry!

At the moment, she was looking out of the window with an indifferent and sullen look on her face. It was as if nothing in the world could enter her heart. Looking into her empty and indifferent eyes, his heart tightened and he suddenly sighed softly, "Leila, will you stop it? Come sit in front!"

Leila curled her lips lightly, and her eyes went cool as she said, "I said it wasn't my place. Mr. White, don't make things difficult for me, okay? I'm tired and I'm not making a scene. I'm not in a position to make a scene either. What am I to you? I'm afraid I'm as light as a feather or not even a feather! You have so little regard for me, so why should I be in your way, before your eyes, at your side?"

Vincent's heart shook. He turned back, moved his seat back a little, and then raised his hand to caress her face. He moved with unusual gentleness as if he were treating a treasure that would break at the slightest touch. His fingertips rested on the corner of her mouth. Looking into her eyes, he said softly, "Have I hurt you? You don't trust me anymore, because I shut you out for Pippa? You feel hurt, and that you don't have a place in my heart, don't you?"

With a slight shudder in her heart, she asked in return, "Ask yourself. What am I in your heart? All human beings have dignity! I can't always let my dignity be trampled on!"

She looked at him and said seriously.

"I'm not trampling on your dignity!" He had a resolute look on his handsome face, and the look in his eyes was so so serious. He really didn't mean that.

She took a breath and immediately drew back her hand. The pain she had hidden in her heart rose to the tip of her heart. She pursed her lips, averted her gaze, and said in an indifferent tone, "Drive on, Professor Hall is waiting for us!"

Vincent's hand froze on her lips. She was protecting herself, and it was her instinct that made her distrust him.

It made him feel frustrated in a way he had never felt before. He stopped forcing her and turned to drive.

For a while, there was a silence in the car, and Leila was always staring out of the window.

As well as gazing ahead, Vincent occasionally glanced at Leila in the rearview mirror. Her lips were pursed while she also occasionally nibbled lightly on her cherry-red lips. And the corners of her tightly pursed lips were permeated with stubbornness.

"Leila, what was that you said yesterday about a quota?" The car stopped as they passed a traffic light.

Vincent gazed at Leila in the rearview mirror and asked softly.

She was slightly stunned, "A quota to go on to graduate school!"

"You want to go to graduate school?" Vincent was staggered.

"Yes!" She didn't say study abroad, only graduate school, and that managed to stop Vincent from guessing.

"So that's what this is about. Then why are you waiting for next year?"

"I want to work this year!"

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? And you were so secretive with Theodore the whole time?"

Leila was silent.

Vincent joked, "Suddenly, I don't want you to continue your studies, and I don't want you to work at the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of Municipal Government. How about you go to my company and become my secretary?" The love in his eyes, as he gazed ahead, was too much for Leila to see.

"I'm not going!" Leila still didn't look at him, only at the street outside the car window. The floating lights of countless cars crossing the street roamed through her mind like a film, making her feel both real and metaphysical.

His brow furrowed slightly and his expression suddenly became serious as he added, "Leila, do you really think you are my wife?"

"Then, Mr. White, do you consider me your wife and is your heart reserved for me? Perhaps not one iota of it! If you take me for your wife, give me your heart. Otherwise, you and I, though husband and wife, are strangers to each other!"

He was stunned for a long time, while his grip on the steering wheel tightened. Give her his heart? He pondered her remark for a long time without responding. Leila naturally thought that he would not be willing! She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart again. Yes, did he even have a heart?

At the entrance to Q Restaurant.

Theodore was waiting there.

He saw Vincent's car pull up. It was a white Bugatti. He then looked at his own car. A flash of hurt crossed his eyes. He was so far behind, but he wouldn't stay that way for long.

As soon as the car stopped, Leila got out of it first. She didn't wait for Vincent and went straight to Theodore. "Professor Hall, let's go in!"

Theodore turned around, gave Vincent a provocative look, and smiled faintly, "Mr. White, we're going in first!"

Leila was already heading towards the doors of the restaurant by now, and Vincent's face looked very upset. She had left him behind! And what was that smug look on Theodore's face? Damn, Leila was still his wife, okay?

Vincent laughed coldly and took off after her.

The meal was another thrilling one. The reason was simple. Leila was silent, not knowing what to say. She just silently ate the steamed tender bean curd and listened to the two of them bicker.