A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 681

"Me, too!" The other girl said. "I am sad. Why did he marry a bitch? How could that woman match up with him? He is so poor!"

"It doesn't matter. They'll get divorced anyway!"

"Yes, I think so. How long do you think their marriage can last?"

"One year!"

"Well, I think it won's last for over a year! How could an illegitimate daughter be worthy of Marley? He is more handsome than a movie star. Only a woman of good appearance and background can match up with him. I heard that the mother of that illegitimate daughter used to be a whore. If Vinnie and his parent didn't die in an air crash, the illegitimate daughter would not have been called back home by Patriarch!"

"Yes…"

Sylvie listened to their conversation and suddenly lost the appetite. She just stared at the beef noodles in the bowl. Finally, she took out a piece of tissue, wiped her lips, got up and left.

Yes! If Vinnie had been alive, she wouldn't have been home.

It was getting dark. She took a deep breath and walked to the bus stop.

If she didn't need to give Marley the documents, she would go back to her own house. She looked down at the documents in the bag and sighed. She really did not want to see him, because she was afraid of him!

She got to the bus stop, and the bus hadn't come yet. Sylvie squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, waiting for the bus.

In the distance, a man in white Bugatti held the steering wheel with one hand, and put his other hand on the window. He didn't look frivolous at all in purple shirt, but looked seducing. With the first two buttons unbuttoned, his solid and lean chest was exposed. He threw a glance and saw the woman in the bus stop!

Looking at her from a distance, Marley squinted his eyes. On the second day after they got married, they were busy with their own things. That disgusting woman was waiting for the bus, which surprised him very much. She was the daughter of the Mccarthy family, but she was waiting for the bus in the stop. Cassius proposed so many conditions, but he forgot to buy his granddaughter a car? If she didn't know how to drive a car, she could hire a driver!

Look at her. She was like a student in a T-shirt, jeans and sneakers. She was really simple… That was his description about her.

When she saw the bus coming, Sylvie was relieved. She hoped that she could return to her house after giving the documents.

Marley saw her get on the bus and somehow followed the bus.

The bus was driven slowly and stopped at every stop. People got on and off the bus.

His car was in the left rear of the bus. Sylvie sat by the window and looked at the scenery outside. She kept a calm face and put on a faint smile occasionally.

Marley stared at her with mixed feelings.

When the bus stopped at HB Road, Sylvie got off.

It took nearly half an hour to walk from the bus stop to the villa. She had to walk because there are no buses in the villa area. Unlike her, people living here were rich and all had a car.

"Take a taxi?" The taxi driver stopped in front asked her with passion.

"No, thank you!" Sylvie refused him with a faint smile. She knew there would be taxi drivers waiting here.

Sylvie was walking along the coastal road. A car passed her. The wind blew her hair. She fixed her hair casually without feeling frustrated.

The man in Bugatti looked at her through the rearview mirror and frowned slightly. He reversed the car, stopped it at the side and saw Sylvie coming towards him from the rearview mirror.

As she passed Bugatti, he got out of the car.

Sylvie turned her gaze when she heard the car door open and she paused for a moment. Marley said in a low and mocking voice, "Why don't you take a taxi?"

She stopped and decided to give the bag to him since she met him here by accident. She didn't answer his question. Instead, she took out the kraft bag, walked around the car, walked up to him, and handed it to him, "Patriarch asked me to give it to you!"

Her fair hand holding the kraft bag seemed even more tender and fairer under the street light. It caught his attention. He frowned slightly, reached out to take it, opened it, and glanced at it. "Are you satisfied?"

Sylvie didn't know why he was angry and thought that it may hurt his self-esteem. She said, "My task is done. I have to go. You can call me if you need my help!"

Marley looked down at her without speaking. He pursed his lips, and grasped the paper more tightly.

Sylvie was stunned. Thinking that he might not have her number, she took out a post-it note and a pen from her bag, wrote her number and passed it to him, "This is my phone number!"