A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 804

"Yes! I am not a good man!" His tone sank, there was sadness flashing through his eyes. “It's all my idea. I asked her to wait here. What's up?”

"But you are not a bad man in my heart!" Sylvie said gently, "Even if it is you, I will forgive you! But Ernie, love cannot be forced!"

Ernie was suddenly surprised, looking at Sylvie with complicated eyes. “I'm not a good man. Why do you forgive me?"

She smiled and said, "Ernie, I don't know what kind of sadness or story you have in your heart. I can see your complaint. Why do you hate Marley's father?"

Ernie was a little surprised by Sylvie’s words.

"People said I was cruel and cold, and said I was stubborn and twisted, and I was not a good man, a playboy! I don't have any sad story about me. I'm just a normal person!"

"Do you have to say that, Ernie?" Sylvie said excitedly.

"You care about me?" Ernie asked, raising his eyebrows. Excited as he was, he pulled her to him and let her sit on his thigh. Holding Sylvie's waist, he whispered in her ear, “Sylvie, don’t care about me. Or else I won’t let go.”

Sylvie pushed him, trying to break free. "What is the matter with you, Ernie? Let go of me!"

"I won’t. Sylvie, I hold you, I have hugged you... "he whispered in her ear.

Sylvie was flustered. “Ernie, let go!" she yelled.

"Sylvie, why Marley. Why him?" he murmured, and his tone was sad.

Suddenly, Sylvie stopped struggling as she felt a little hot on her shoulder. Something seeped into her skin, which was so hot!

Well!

Was it Ernie's tears?

She suddenly turned her head down and looked at Ernie.

Ernie's head was rested on her shoulder, and another drop of water fell into her shoulder. However, she could not see his face. He held her waist so tightly that as if he was to rub her into his body.

Sylvie did not struggle, and she dazzled for a long time, letting out a long sigh. He put his jaw against her shoulder and neck. She felt more and more liquid on her neck.

The breath of the heat hit her shoulder and neck, and he still held her tightly and put his arm around her.

She was moved, looking out of the window to get everything off her mind. She finally said, "Ernie, sorry! I will never appear in front of you any more, okay? There will be a good girl in your life, because you are worth better!

"Ha ha!" he suddenly laughed.

Sylvie was upset, hearing his laughter.

Ernie's tears were like iron on her shoulder, which was so hot and bitter. Sylvie, who was not heartless, could feel the man’s sincerity at this moment. It was impossible for her to be indifferent! But she knew what she was doing and what she should do!

When he withdrew his hand and looked up, he had regained his composure. There was nothing in his eyes, but a trace of fragility flashed by Ernie’s clear eyes just now.

Sylvie stood up, took a few steps and sat down in a distant.

Ernie looked at her far away with sparkling eyes, his eyes were calm and distant!

Sylvie lowered his head and said softly, "Let’s not meet each other anymore! Thank you for saving me in the most obscure time of my life. I appreciated! Ernie, be happy! Marley is your cousin. I don't want to make you guys fall out because of me! Why don’t you make yourself happy?"

"Who said I was unhappy?" he said with a bitter smile.

Sylvie stared at his eyes and said, "Ernie, you are not a tough guy. Why don’t you admit that?"

"I am not happy! If you would like to be with me to go somewhere where no one know us, I may be happy! Are you sure you're going to be the one who saved me?" he said, half-smiling. There was self-mockery in his eyes. He knew that it was impossible, but he was still punishing himself.

"Ernie, I won't! I'm not the one for you! You will meet the girl who is right for you!" Sylvie said again seriously, “She will be there for you no matter how hurtful you are!"

"But I just want you!" he insisted.

The air suddenly choked her, and she stood up and wanted to get out to have some fresh air. Once again, she felt a pair of hands tightly pinched her neck. Why was she so sad hearing Ernie’s words?

"Where?" he asked in a low tone.

He stood up and came to her. Grasping her wrist, he said, “Is it so hard for you to have the last meal with me? You won’t see me anymore!"

Sylvie turned to him. Sadness flashed through his eyes, and blue veins stood out on his temples.

But he was serious! What a sad last meal! She felt a little pain flashing past!