A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 448

Arthur’s thick brows frowned slightly as he sighed, Vincent was indeed a fool. He almost just told him that Leila was here, but not only was he not grateful for it, he even interrogated him. He had truly understood how far his dominance and possessiveness could go.

“Yes! I hid her, so what?” Arthur replied slowly after a moment of silence. His tone showed his coldness, “Do you want to fight again? Did you come here to fight?”

Vincent’s stunned, he did not come here to argue. He was here to ask for Leila’s forgiveness.

Leila already entered the living room.

Arthur reached out to stop him. “Vincent, you must change your ways, you cannot ask for forgiveness by being so progressive!”

Vincent’s expression darkened as he replied coldly, “It’s none of your business, and we need to talk when I get back!”

At this moment, Leila walked out again and pulled on Arthur’s hand, as she said quietly, “Arthur, stop talking so much nonsense with people who are not worth it, let’s get inside! You must be tired after rushing here from so far away. I have some cold drinks that I’ve prepared for Miss Spencer, come here and have some!”

Watching as their hands entwined was as piercing as a needle prick, Vincent held back his jealousy and suppressed his tone, “Leila, I was wrong, let’s go back!”

Arthur did not enter the house and Miss Spencer did not seem to be home as well. He glanced at Leila as he said, “Did Grandaunt go out to sell her flowers? I’ll go out to see if she’s coming back! I’ll come back for the cold drink later!”

Leila knew that he was trying to allow her and Vincent to have a good talk. For everything he had done for her, how could she ever repay him?

Leila was exasperated, and she entered the house once more.

Arthur glanced at Vincent, “Get in, and just say what you should say!”

Vincent gave Arthur a long look, and he entered the room.

In the room, Leila stared at him coldly. The two locked eyes with each other, as a shapeless chillness spread through the room.

Leila sat on the couch and did not look at Vincent. She had just managed to escape, and he had already followed her here. She did not expect that he would manage to find her no matter where she went.

“Leila… I know that I was wrong, I’ve wronged you!”

Outside the house, Arthur’s heart could not help but pulsate with pain. His long lashes lowered themselves and hid its loneliness, his straight silhouette seeming to be stiffened. He strode and walked out of the yard, lit up a cigarette and began to smoke it slowly.

Leila turned her head over and smiled coldly at him, her words were cruel, “Vincent, did you make a mistake? How could you possibly be wrong?”

Vincent’s stunned as his eyes showed a slight uneasiness, “I was wrong, and it’s too late for me to regret now. Leila, I know that this is my child, mine!”

His eyes landed on her abdomen; his child was here. He had thought that he would never be able to have a child again in this lifetime! Yet she carried his child, life was just so miraculous and unbelievable.

It was the symbol of their love.

“I’m sorry, but it’s not! It’s not!” Leila denied, her expression complicated. When he said it was then it was, but when he said it was not then it was not. How was it possible? “This isn’t your child; how could it possibly be your child?”

“I was wrong!” Vincent knelt before her.

Leila looked at him coldly, “So you apologise when you’re wrong, but when you’re not wrong you can just hurt me? Who are you to just do whatever you want? Do you want all of us to play along?”

A pang of deep pain appeared in Vincent’s eyes, “I had jumped to conclusions, I had accused you wrongly, it was my fault!”

He reached and held on her tiny hand, grasping it tightly.

Leila resisted his grip instinctively, but she could not overcome his strength, so she could only glare at him, “Let go of me, you let go of me!”

Vincent’s face showed a pleading expression as pain flashed through his eyes. His large hand covered her tinier ones, as he begged hoarsely, “What do you want? I’ll give you anything if you wanted it. Stop torturing yourself and me, please?”

Leila tried hard to fling away from his grasp, but his arms were as solid as metal, “Let go of me! I don’t want anything but only for you to stay away from me!”

Vincent’s passionate declaration had been returned with her refusal without hesitation, he held onto her tightly and buried his head on her legs, as he roared deeply and hoarsely, “No way! Only this I cannot do! You know I can’t let go!”

Leila felt a tremble upon her heart, and she frowned.

He was like this every time, whenever he apologised, he would throw a tantrum like a child, she could not help but soften.

But once she remembered his hurtful words, her heart went cold, “Some things are not to be as what you want, please have some self-respect! There’s no longer any relationship between us! If you really feel sorry and feel that you have indeed wronged me, then please stay away from me. It would be enough to give me peace of mind!”

Leila watched his unruly locks of hair and sighed inwardly once more. Since when did he who was so attentive to his appearance, made himself look this messy?

Vincent’s entire body froze as his arms hugged Leila’s legs gently, replying woefully, “What about you and the baby if I leave? Can you bear that the baby has no father?”

Leila paused and froze slightly, as her eyes glazed over. Yet she said again quickly, “The baby has a father, but it isn’t you!”