A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 697

He sat casually and slouched back on the sofa. His black hair was so thick that it hid his sharp gaze, but there was a bright light in his eyes. He was so extraordinary on any occasions.

When she went downstairs, he got up and said coldly, "Have breakfast!"

She was scared and didn't expect that he would get up so early, dress himself up and sit in the living room. The breakfast was set on the table in the dining room.

She said nothing and walked to the door.

She didn't have the mood to dine with him after what had happened last night. She felt last night was a nightmare. She felt so painful that she became unconscious.

When she went out of the hall, the cool breeze blew over, and her lonely figure look even more miserable.

"Let's go together after breakfast!" His voice sounded from behind.

Sylvie did not expect him to come out. She stopped, slowly turned around and looked at him with an indifferent gaze. He stood at the door and looked at her with a calm expression.

Their gaze met. They couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking about.

Sylvie looked at him. He remained calm, but he had done such a bad thing to her. She thought that he was a good person, but she seemed to be wrong. She looked at him with blank stares.

"Come in and have breakfast." Marley looked at her and said in a cold male voice.

Sylvie came to her senses and hesitated for a long time. She looked up at him, bit her lip but said firmly, "I'm going out to have breakfast."

"I have prepared it at home" He continued and didn't intend to let her go.

Sylvie didn't want to be bother and just said calmly, "Mr Hughes, I don't want such things to happen again. We got married for connections. We have our purposes. Let's take what we need, but please do not pester me."

"Your grandpa wants you to get pregnant!" He said, "Do you think I force you to have a baby?"

"I'm not a breeding machine!" Sylvie clenched her fists and said softly, "I'll explain to him!"

"Are you sure?" He said in a casual tone and didn't take it seriously, "That's the part of our marriage. You have the obligations to satisfy my sexual desire. I don't want to violate marriage laws."

His words were like a heavy tool that was slammed into her heart.

It was her obligation?

Sylvie stood still and let go weakly. "Mr Hughes, does that mean that we each have the obligation to obey marriage laws during our marriage?"

"Of course!"

"OK, I'll observe the law. I hope you can do so. We need to sleep together, right. I'll be back tonight. Are you sure you're strong enough to have sex all night?" She looked at him and said in a mocking tone. "If you can't make me happy in bed, you'll not be a qualified husband."

"Sylvie!" Marley was astonished, "You…"

She looked at him coldly. "Well, I didn't feel satisfied yesterday and on the wedding night, but you were indulged in it. I feel you're not qualified as a man!"

"Damn you!" Marley squinted and there was shock in his eyes. He didn't expect that she would have the guts to disdain him.

"You are damned man. If you want me to observe the obligation, you should practice your skills more. You don't have right to blame me if you can't give me any pleasure in bed." With that said, she straightened herself up, turned around, and strode away without stopping.

The breeze blew. Marley stood at the gate with an astonished and angry look.

Marley calmed down when she disappeared. Her cold and handsome face turned sulky. He lit a cigarette with his hand shaking slightly. He was indeed enraged. She was so vicious that she said those words. She was happy last night, wasn't she?

The dead cigarette was between his fingers.

Sylvie came to the company and prepared to work as if nothing had happened. Marley arrived at the company on time. He went into the office without taking a glance at Sylvie.

Sylvie had no idea if her words would bring much trouble, but she didn't regret it.

When she was sorting out the documents, the call bell on the desk rang. Sylvia paused for a few seconds, pressed it and said, "Mr Hughes, can I help you?"

"Secretary Sylvie, please bring me a cup of coffee!" Marley's voice came from the other side.

"Yes!" Sylvie stood up. She took a rough look at how her colleagues made coffee last time, but had not yet done it herself. She did not know if she could make him satisfied, and her colleagues had not yet come.