A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 733

He thought, there was nothing wrong if they could keep this for a lifetime!

He looked at her, watched her iron clothes and fold them up. He felt it was so homely and so warm, and this woman belonged to him completely, as long as he was careful enough, she would all belong to him!

It was just that the sudden ring of the phone interrupted the two of them. Sylvie's phone rang from outside, and it surprised both her and Marley. It was already over midnight, who would call at this time.

Sylvie saw Marley was at the door, she was a bit surprised, she smiled at him, and ran out to answer the phone. "Yes?"

Marley also followed and saw Sylvie's expression changed. She said to the phone, "I don't know her, it has nothing to do with me, just follow the rules please!"

She hung up the phone angrily, and she sat and was stunned on the couch.

"What wrong?" Marley walked over and asked.

"Nothing!" Sylvie shook her head.

At this time, the phone rang again.

Sylvie looked at the phone and was about to hang up.

"Who’s calling you?" Marley grabbed her phone directly, and when he saw the number, it was a strange number without a name.

Sylvie bit her lips but did not answer him. It seemed like she didn't want him to answer the phone.

Marley pressed the answer button, and a male voice rose up, "Hello, Miss Mccarthy, she is your mother no matter what!"

Marley was in a daze and asked directly, "Who is this?"

Hearing the male voice at the other side, the one who was calling seemed to be taken aback, "Oh! Hello, I’m calling from the detention center. Where is Miss Sylvie Mccarthy? We want to talk to her!"

"I'm her husband, you can talk to me!" Marley glanced at Sylvie, feeling a bit weird.

"Oh! Hello! This is the case. Miss Sylvie Mccarthy's mother, Sadie Porter, is involved in prostitution and is taken into custody by us. Also she is addicted to drugs again. We would like to ask Sylvie Mccarthy to come over and discuss how to deal with it! Since Sadie has no money to bail herself out..."

Marley frowned as he was listening to those words.

It turned out that Sadie got into trouble. No wonder she hung up directly when she heard the name. What kind of mother was she to make her act like that when she picked up the phone?

"Well, I will go there in person tomorrow morning!" Marley said lightly.

"Alright!" The other side agreed with it.

Sylvie looked at him, her teeth sinking into her lips, and she felt out of breath and her chest was tight. Why other people’s mothers were so kind, but her mother was so sad?

Marley hung up the phone and saw Sylvie – her bright eyes were filled with unspeakable sadness, she was like a homeless child, aggrieved, desolate, sad, all of a sudden, and she looked so lost. She was more like a rag doll about to be broken, and her eyes were full of grief and annoyance.

Seeing her like this, Marley's felt a dull throbbing in his heart.

But he said nothing, just stretched out his hand, wrapped her in his arms, and whispered by her ear, "Anyway, she is your mother! We can’t choose our parents!"

She panted, like a fish drying up on the shore, and a wry smile emerged from the corner of her mouth, "I don’t want to go there! I don't care what she wanted to do! I will never go there."

Since the first time her mother let her go to a hotel to serve someone with her body, she gave up on her. She didn’t deserve to be a mother, and she didn’t want this kind of mother.

"What?" Marley didn't know what to say, just answered, "I'll go there if you would not!"

She froze and heard him say, "You don't want to see her, I'll help you deal with it. Just remember that I am your husband, your man, I can be someone you could rely on. You are not alone, that’s all you need to know!"

Her nose suddenly became sore and she burst into tears. His pajamas were wetted by her tears.

Feeling her tears flowing freely on his chest, he silently tightened his arms.

"I don't want to take care of her stuff. She has never fulfilled the responsibilities of being a mother. Having her beside me or not doesn’t really matter to me. The only thing I am thankful for is that she gave birth to me and raised me, but she—" she couldn’t keep saying. What mother would push her own daughter on a dead-end road? She even forced her to prostitute. If it wasn't Marley that she had met back then, she was afraid that she would have been in jail now or would have been dead already.

Marley listened quietly, without saying anything.

Sylvie sniffed, reached out her hand and wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and then continued, "You don't know her at all. I don't want to care about her, and I won't care about her. Please don’t get involved in this and leave her alone. I would pretend I didn’t have a mother."

"Sylvie is a kind-hearted girl from what I understand!" He suddenly whispered, "Don't let some complaints affect who you really are."

Just like himself, he treated her so badly from the beginning only because he was too repulsive of the marriage, but if he didn't marry another wealthy girl, the Hughes family would not be like it today. "Every one of us always has something we can’t decide. Life is full of ups and downs with a lot of helplessness in it. Maybe I don't know what it feels like. But Sylvie, I know you are a kind girl! I believe you wouldn’t leave your mother alone!"