A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 902

The moonlight shone, not knowing whose eyes it had enchanted.

Calming down his emotions, Marcel was about to speak.

Rae’s tears flooded down drop by drop, fragile as a flower, and it silenced him once more.

After a long while, he actually could not help it but reached out with his large hand to lightly wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes, drop by drop. Yet, it became more and more, following his actions more and more tears appeared.

Rae could not control herself and her tears just flowed freely. Especially when Marcel had wiped her tears for her, she wanted to cry more, and she actually did cry.

Marcel saw that Rae’s tears were becoming more and more, crying so silently. He could not help himself in the end, he reached out and pulled Rae into his arms.

Marcel’s hand patted on Rae’s forehead lightly, his other hand holding onto her waist. His thin lips moved slightly, as he comforted in a low voice, “Alright, if you don’t want to tell, I won’t ask. Don’t cry anymore!”

But Rae cried out even more.

Marcel’s mouth was agape, in fact he did not know what to do!

Rae cried for a few minutes and fainted in the end. She did not know how, but she had returned to her apartment, and Marcel had followed her. No, he should be the one who had brought her back!

On this night the lights seemed to shine brighter, and it all landed on her face. Her face was swollen, her eyes were swollen and her brows were tightly furrowed. She was already used to tolerating, and whenever she was wronged, she would only purse her lips tighter. Especially when she was not crying, she was very silent at this moment.

Seeming to realize what she had done, to lose control like this, Rae wanted to conceal it. So she wiped her face and asked Marcel lightly, “What would you like to drink?”

Marcel raised his head, looking at her. This way that she was behaving, made his heart flutter out of nowhere, as he watched. Yet the swelling on her face was so obvious, even her foot was swollen, and she could not even walk normally. Marcel stared at her for a while.

Suddenly he felt his mouth went bitter, and he wanted to smoke a cigarette. A thought flashed inside but he did not move. After a while, he said to her, “You should just sit down, I’ll do it!”

Rae was slightly surprised.

Marcel had already gone to find.

The entire space was extremely silent.

Opening the fridge door, Marcel saw that there was food inside, food that was very common. Eggs, vegetables, milk and water, but nothing else! He was slightly shocked, feeling that a rich girl like Rae should not have been living so commonly, but her fridge was yet so mundane. Once he saw it he could not help but think of the fridges in normal people’s households, economical and practical, having multiple purposes.

He did not ponder upon it. Taking a bottle of water and finding some ice, he came back and put it on her face.

Rae lowered her head slightly. Sniffing, she said quietly, “Thank you!”

The way that she thanked him quietly while sniffing her nose in grief, it was so fragile that he was mesmerised.

Her nose was red, and her expression was harmless, women were indeed the most beautiful when they were fragile. Without resistance and without struggle, she had satisfied his masculine nature out of nowhere.

Marcel lifted her chin slightly, and put the cold ice on her cheek. Despite being separated in a plastic bag, Rae still felt some warmth.

Yet, she suddenly thought of Raphael, the man who had given a lot of help and care.

Would he be spending his life in prison afterwards or would he be sentenced to death? Thinking of this, Rae’s mood instantly dimmed down again!

“If you cold compress it, the swelling will go down tomorrow!” Marcel said in a low voice.

Rae hurried and came back to her senses, she took the ice bag from him. “I’ll do it myself, thank you!”

Marcel then obeyed and gave her, as he found that when he lowered his head to put ice on her he would lose his focus. He was afraid that once he lost control, he might pounce on her.

Rae iced her face while asking, “For a situation like Raphael’s, would he be sentenced to death?”

Marcel paused instantly, his gaze sharpening, as darkness tumbled in his eyes. He examined Rae closely, his words filled with chide, “Don’t tell me that you got slapped today because of Raphael?”

Rae paused and shook her head. “It has nothing to do with this, I’m just asking. What sentence would be given for Raphael’s case?”

“A death sentence!” Marcel replied without hesitation, “The one who kills must surely pay with his own life!”

Anger churned inside Marcel, this damned woman actually cared this much for that murderer, it was really angering him.

“Surely Raphael won’t be sentenced to death? That one stab of his seems to have a bit of meaning to defend himself, they should start the defence from this point!” Rae went on by herself, without realising at all Marcel’s face had already darkened in anger.

“That was a life of Joanna’s, Raphael had obviously known that Joanna was already stabbed once by Sammy, but still he made a move. This was murder on purpose!” Marcel’s tone was extraordinarily dark, as fury anger brewed inside.

Rae raised her head and looked at him. “Why do I feel that there’s a feud between you and Raphael? As if when Raphael is dead then only you would feel better?”

Once Marcel heard this, he had the urge to strangle her to death. He paused for a while, and stared at Rae with a horrifying gaze, “I have a feud with you!”

Rae was shocked, and she instantly shook her head, “I don’t remember having a feud with you! But for Raphael to be sentenced in this way, I still felt sorry about it!”

“Damned woman, when you were almost raped, why didn’t you ask Raphael to save you!” Marcel gritted his teeth and roared this sentence.

Rae did not know why she heard some jealousy in this. She stared at him suspiciously, but still denied it. How could it be possible, how could Marcel be jealous for her, this was not possible at all!

“That’s why I have thanked you, Captain Hopkins!” Rae replied.

“Damn!” She said so as if he needed her to thank him, as if he was reminding her to need to thank him! “You haven’t told me, what were you doing there that day?”

“To visit my grandma!”

“In the middle of the night?” Marcel obviously did not believe her.

Rae nodded her head. “I was in a bad mood, so I just wanted to go there!”

This was already her cover story, it happened that the family tomb of the Baxter family was at the public cemetery on the hills there, so it was not wrong for her to go in that direction!