A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 745

Marley stood in the bedroom, his chin tight, watching her come out with a towel to help him clean his face. Then she helped him to apply medicine, disinfect with alcohol, and she went to wash the towel after everything was done.

Marley grabbed her arm to stop her leaving.

"Marley, please let go." Sylvie shouted with difficulty. He was really strong. It hurt her wrist.

"What on earth are you thinking?" Marley roared in a low voice, "You married me, but you don't want to stay with me forever. Are you playing with me?"

He looked at Sylvie, frowning. His face was twisted because of fighting, and his eyes were blue but deep, and there was confusion inside. Sylvie was in a trance. Now she was stunned by his image and couldn't help laughing.

"I really don't think about anything. I just want to everything back to normal, and that's all!" She explained with a smile, "Just think that I marry you for fun because I had nothing to do!"

But he didn't believe it. He looked at her and said, "Sylvie, I really can't understand you!"

How could you understand if you didn't put any effort into knowing me?

Sylvie sighed at the bottom of her heart, but said with a smile, "You don't need to know me. You just need to know how to do business. Well, be patient. You're easily angered by others, which is not your style! You're really getting emotional these days!"

Marley looked at her, motionless. He knew what she said was true. He was more and more emotional!

Seeing that he looked at her, Sylvie lowered her head. She saw that his black shoes were stained with sand. Then she took a piece of tissue from her pocket and squatted down to help him clean his shoes.

Marley was stunned, watching her wipe the dust off his shoes. He was suddenly annoyed.

"Sylvie, you can be superior. Why do you want to be so humble?" He yelled.

Sylvie slowly raised her head and saw Marley looking down at her in a domineering manner.

"Get up!" he snapped as he jerked her up.

Sylvie stumbled and her head hit his leg, and they let out a dull cry at the same time.

Marley's eyes were fixed on her, and she said softly, "Your shoes are dirty."

"I can wipe it myself," he said in a dumb voice.

"Well! It's clean! " She raised her head gently.

The air in the room was stuffy. Sylvie stood opposite Marley who held her wrist.

"If you don't want to be with me all your life, why are you so kind to me?" Marley's quiet male voice broke the silence.

Sylvie was faintly dazed. Yes, why was she so kind to him?

"As Marley's wife, it's my duty to take care of your daily life..."

"It doesn't include being completely open to me, does it?" His words made Sylvie immediately speechless.

After a stalemate, Marley said, "You want me to love you, don't you?"

Sylvie was slightly confused and said, "No."

"You know what I mean. Speak frankly." His consistent questioning did not take her ambiguous answers.

Sylvie looked at him haughtily and said firmly, "I didn't."

"Lying!" Marley said indifferently, "Since you married me, you can live with me. Don't blame me for turning a cold shoulder to you."

She was silent for a while before she asked with a frown, "What if I want you to love me?"

Suddenly there was a trace of emotion in Marley's eyes, and his swollen face softened. Sylvie stared at him in a daze, but he laughed suddenly. The deep laughter rushed into her ears, and she frowned even more.

"What's so funny?" she asked in confusion.

"Here you are!" He looked at her with a smile and said the words so casually, as if it was a confession. She blushed with embarrassment, wondering what to do.

The understatement of "here you are" made her tremble and nervous. "I don't want it," she said shyly.

There was glow in Marley's eyes, and he said, "Liar, you want it, but you don't dare to say. What a coward."

The blush upon her cheeks spread over Sylvie's neck. She turned around in a hurry and said in a low voice, "No! I'll go out and have a look!"

"No!" he said in a deep voice.

Sylvie turned her head and glanced at him, blushed.

He said again, "Ernie is downstairs. Don't go down!"

"I, I'll be in the corridor!"

"Stay at the door! Think about what I said!" He looked at her with a smile, even though it hurt. Marley lay on the bed and closed his eyes, thinking that it was time to start over and he would try to love Sylvie. She was worth it.

Sylvie stood in the corridor, looking out of the window the lush scene of the courtyard. She patted her face and thought about what he said just now. She found it was hard to believe.

"Sylvie, come in!" After a few minutes, Marley suddenly shouted.

"What's the matter?" Sylvie asked at the door. He took a look at Marley who stood at the bathroom door and was shouting at her.

Walking over, she saw that his face seemed swollen. She managed to control the urge of laughing and said, "I'll get some ice for you!"

"Come here!" he whispered, ignoring her.

"What's the matter?" His expression and tone were so abnormal that she didn't know if he asked her to go to the bathroom.

Without answering her, he pulled her in and pointed to the water cup that had been filled with water on the wash table, in which there was a toothpaste. The brush of the toothbrush was pasted with toothpaste.