"How daring of you!" Ernie spoke frigidly, with a grim voice.
"Go ahead! Just ignore him!" The man who had attempted to flirt with Sylvie instigated them on.
A crowd of men swarmed up and attacked Ernie. Ernie kept protecting Sylvie in the presence of so many fighters, not letting those men come near her. As a result, he got a few punches successively.
Sylvie got in a panic and didn't know what to do "Let go of me, Ernie! Don't bother about me. Please beat them off first."
She worried that if he protected her, none of them would be able to escape in the end!
"Don't be scared, Sylvie!" Ernie was unconcerned and said in hushed tones, "My men will be here in no time!"
Sylvie felt assured after hearing what he said. However, when she looked up and saw Ernie's head which had blood pouring from the top of it, and she yelled in fear, "Oh no! You're bleeding!"
"It's Okay!" It was nothing more than being whacked by a stick. "Don't be scared!"
He protected her just like a hen protected a chick, he threw punches and kicks continuously.
A person who held a stick rushed over, Sylvie panicked and suddenly saw a pillow on the bed, she grabbed a pillow on the bed and swung it out violently, perhaps because the pillow was bouncy and had a wide area, and it blocked the stick.
Sylvie was happy, but then she found that it was Ernie who had kicked the guy!
"Boss!" At that point, a few more people rushed in, and the room became crowded, and the newcomers helped Ernie in subduing the people.
"Are you okay, boss?" Someone approached Ernie and inquired.
"Bring away these few men for me to interrogate them personally!" Ernie lowered his voice and said.
"Yes!" "Dare to hit me, you're playing with fire!" Ernie frowned as he kicked the guy who had been apprehended.
In a cold tone of the male voice, Ernie yelled once more, "Get the men out of here!"
The few men who flooded in got the men out. Then there was silence, and only Ernie and Sylvie were there. "Ernie, are you alright?" Sylvie asked with concern.
With a coquettish grin on his face, Ernie turned his head and said "Oh, Sylvie, I saved you! Are you going to repay by marrying me?"
"Ernie!" Sylvie worriedly muttered, "Stop it! Your head is bleeding! Quickly apply some ointment on it!"
When Ernie stared at her, he saw her cheongsam had been torn open! Since she was in rags, he grinned much more wickedly. "I'm afraid you would have been done if I had arrived a little later!"
Sylvie frowned and looked at him, stunned, before pointing at him and shouting, "Was that you? It was you, wasn’t it? "
"What do you mean by ‘it was you’?" Ernie stared at her, stunned by Sylvie who was pointing at him.
"Wasn't it just now that those people were your men?" Sylvie stared at him, surprised and dismayed. She wondered if Ernie was working with those people right now. He'd just done that on purpose!
And Ernie was similarly surprised and confused, his mouth partially opened, and he abruptly yanked her against the wall and gripped her chin one-handed. His angry eyes were full of rage, "Sylvie!" Sylvie was viciously pinned against the wall, his face showed that he was on the brink of losing control. Because of the threat, his entire body exuded a fatal and mystical charm. She'd never seen him like this before, and her heart was pounding and her body was shaking at the moment.
Despite the bleeding on his head, he stared at her without saying anything but with a combination of affection and hatred. He put one hand down, and she couldn’t stop following his motion with her eyes, she saw that he reached out and pulled at her shirt!
"Ernie!" She exclaimed as she gasped with surprise.
As Sylvie looked at the angry Ernie in the unfamiliar room, her heart skipped a beat, an unexplainable sensation when the two had gotten unexpectedly close to each other. The sense of icy coldness and furious anger was so intense that with the smallest dip of his head, his lips could touch hers.
Sylvie's mind blanked out.
Ernie lowered his head.
His breath was a bit hot and he whiffed gently towards her lips. It was warm and came with the smell of alcohol. Her lips looked tender and bright red, she was slovenly dressed, and her bare skin tempted his desire.
He was getting closer and closer, his lips almost touched hers, and they could hear the erratic heartbeats of each other. He bowed his head and her eyes widened, just as she thought Ernie was going to kiss her again, but he stopped and turned to her ear!
"Sylvie, how dare you to doubt me like that! I thought you'd understand me, but you're skeptical!" His whisper was in a low voice and the warmth of his breath tickled the side of her ear "It'd be my loss if I don’t do anything. I was wronged by you for no reason"
"No." Sylvie sobbed! "Stop it, Ernie!"
And he'd already half unzipped his pants, and Sylvie’s face had turned all red! She heard him zipped down his trousers!
Ernie laughed and said, "But you didn't blame my dick wrongly; he did respond, particularly when he saw you dressed like this! He likes it so much! What do you think we can do about it?"
Sylvie quickly closed her eyes, refusing to look! Her heart was beating furiously.
She kept her breath as she looked at Ernie's face, her heart was pounding frantically, her cheeks fluttering peachy red, grabbing the lower hem of her top, and she was about to call him.
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The readers' comments on the novel: A Moment in Destiny
the writing is quite childish, but maybe it's just the translations...