A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 692

"Oh! All right,” she answered reluctantly.

He was also stunned, wondering who was the man holding her at the airport? Best friend?! There was a sneer on his lips, and then it flashed away. He teased, deliberately lowering his voice, "Are you reluctant?"

As he said that, he held the steering wheel with his left hand and put his right hand on the back of her side. She suddenly became nervous and said, "Mr Hughes, you, drive safe!"

"Sylvie, don't you think you have something to say to me?" His voice was gentle, but there was a provocation in his tone.

"I, what do I have anything to say?" Sylvie asked.

She really didn't know what happened to Marley, who was not his usual self suddenly. She was really puzzled that he made such a frivolous act of putting her hand on the back of her chair!

Fortunately, her cell phone rang.

She lowered her head to hold the mobile phone to avoid this kind of flustered mood. The light blue screen reflected her slightly flustered eyes. She looked at the flashing number in a dazed. Seeing it was from Ryan, she did not answer the phone.

Being with Marley, she was a little reluctant to speak.

Seeing that she didn't answer the phone, Marley withdrew his hand and asked, "Why didn't you answer?"

"Nothing urgent!" Sylvie said.

The caller didn’t give up. Instead, he called over and over again with high frequency. It could be seen that the automatic redial function was used.

The phone rang three times, and Sylvie finally surrendered and pressed the answer button. ”Hello, Ryan? What's up? Is there anything urgent?”

"Sylvie, just let you know that I get home!" Ryan's clear voice came.

"Oh! You can eat by yourself. There's something in the fridge. You can cook it by yourself or go out to eat. When you get out of the neighborhood, there's a restaurant. Sichuan cuisine, which you love.”

"When do you get off work? Shall I pick you up?"

"No, I have something to do at night. I may go back very late!"

"Oh! Well, I'll pick you up at night! Where is it?"

"Thanks,but no need. Ryan!" Sylvie said with a frown, feeling that he seemed to be different.

"Happy birthday, Sylvie!" Ryan said suddenly.

"Ah.” Sylvie was in a daze. Was it June 15th? Was it her birthday?

"I knew you forgot. No matter how late it’ll be, I will pick you up and celebrate your birthday."

Hearing his words, Sylvie was a bit moved. She never remembered her birthday, but every year, Ryan remembered it. She sobbed, "Thank you for remembering it every year. In fact, it's unnecessary and not an important day!"

"How can it be? It’s your 22nd birthday."

"What's to celebrate? Getting old?” Sylvie joked. At the same time, she felt bitter thinking that Sadie never celebrate her birthday.

"Well, come back early!" Ryan hung up.

"Oh.” Sylvie was still in a daze after putting down the phone. Marley tightened the grip on the steering whee, pursing his lips.

The car drove directly to a Western restaurant.

"Get out of the car!" His tone was cold.

Sylvie got out of the car with obedience, following him with a bag on her hand. He suddenly becomes very serious. It was a little terrible.

When they entered the restaurant, Marley found a VIP position by window, held the chair out politely for her, which Sylvie found it unacceptable of his sudden change. Especially, she was astonished when he helped her pull the chair, but she still sat down.

Marley ordered food without asking her. What shocked Sylvie was that he ordered cake.

As soon as the waiter left, Marley looked at Sylvie who was confused. He said slowly, "Happy Birthday!"

Sylvie was completely shocked. How could he know her birthday? Besides, she spoke in a very low voice on the phone. Did he hear it when she was in the car? Sylvie couldn’t help bu sigh, “what a clever man!”

"Isn't it your birthday today?" Marley asked, raising his eyebrows.

Sylvie nodded slightly, and neither of them spoke.

Soon, the waiter came with the cake that Marley ordered, on which there was a candle on and a note, which said, Happy Birthday.

"Secretary Sylvie, happy birthday! Blow the candle!" he said after lighting it.

Although there was not too much words, Sylvie was moved to tears. As the tears blurred her eyes, the man in front of her was looking at her. With black and fresh short hair, clearly defined face, he said in a pleasant voice, "Oh! Do you want to make a wish?"

"No, no! Thank you, Mr Hughes!" She immediately straightened up her look and blew out the candle, keeping the wish to herself!

This was the second person to celebrate her birthday, which was unexpected to her. She thought he hated her. At this moment, she also felt that he was the kind man of that year. He was still as kind as he was five years ago.