A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 244

“Vincent, couldn’t you give that back to my sister?” Leila couldn’t help but plead again. She hoped for the best even though she knew that he wouldn’t agree to it.

Vincent smiled faintly, he looked at Leila and leered sharply at her. The smile then vanished from his face as if it wasn’t there from the start, “What thing? I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Vincent!” Macey growled.

Vincent looked at Macey, “Oh god, Macey. Why are you crying? Leila and I would be sad seeing you like that.”

Macey felt like a bone was stuck in her throat and she found it hard to breathe, her body trembled as she grunted in a low voice, “Vincent, I beg you…”

“Beg me for what? I have not eaten yet and have no time for you. Also, Leila and I are newlyweds, please stop bothering us and let us enjoy our time together!” he snorted as he paraded slowly towards Leila. He reached out his hand and held her by the shoulder. He pulled her and made her walked into the house together with him.

Leila’s face was as pale as a sheet when Vincent pulled her into his arm. She went along with him into the house and her body was as stiff as a rod. Every step she took was unbelievably agonizing and her heart was filled with despair.

“Vincent, when will you forgive me?” yelled Macey hysterically.

“Depends on my mood!”

“Vincent, why are you being so ruthless?” whispered Leila so that no one else could hear her.

He paused and glanced at Leila who was standing next to him. He then turned around briefly and looked at Macey who was still screaming hysterically. He frowned deeply and the expression on his eyes was wintry, but there was a smirk on his face.

Leila froze up, his expression sent shivers down her spine.

“It’s my fault! Vincent, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have betrayed you, that incident shouldn’t have happened. Please forgive me, please let me free!” Macey’s voice turned softer as she begged him.

“She’s begging me, Leila.”

Leila gulped and was speechless. She didn’t reply.

“What should I do? I’m tired of waiting for her to leave!” said Vincent as he smiled handsomely, “I want to do you right now!”

“You!” Leila was taken aback.

He smiled brightly and inched his handsome face closer to her. Leila froze up subconsciously.

Wait, what? Was he planning to do something like that in front of her sister? “No…”

She couldn’t finish her sentence as Vincent swallowed her words.

“You guys, you guys…” Macey was shocked seeing them kissing, her face blanched, “Leila, you’re shameless!”

Because from her point of view, Leila was whispering something to Vincent the whole time.

“No, stop…” Leila tried to resist. Her sister misunderstood her, and she got worried!

But Vincent wasn’t letting her go. He kissed her aggressively on the lips and slipped his hand under her shirt. The suit that was hanging on her shoulder fell to the ground. As the suit fell off her shoulder, Leila’s uncovered upper body was exposed.

“Bastards!” Macey’s eyes were blood-shot. She stomped her foot and went back into her car.

No!

Leila was frightened. She couldn’t let Vincent provoke her sister like this anymore. She struggled hard but he tightened his grip.

The car started, but Vincent was still deepening his kiss. He didn’t care about Leila’s struggle. Her scent made him took a deep breath as if he wanted to ingrain this scent into his body.

Leila clumsily bent over and picked up her clothes on the floor. Her eyes were wide open as she put on the clothes. She bit her red lips and she looked dejected and angry, “Why did you do that? Why are you trying to make her sad?”

Vincent gazed at her without blinking with his keen eyes as if he was trying to read her mind by staring at her face.

“Are you having fun shaming me and my sister?” Leila just only realized that she had involved herself with a demon.

Vincent’s gaze turned frigid. He turned around and strode into the house.

“Stop it, okay?” Leila followed him.

When he got to the living room, he turned around slightly. He glanced at her and said in a low voice, “I’m hungry, go make food!”

Leila was shocked. What did he just say?”

Why did the topic jump so much?

“Go now,” his voice sounded more threatening.

He threatened her with his large stature and glared at her. It was as if the wind rustled.

The atmosphere in the room turned cold, it was comparable to the Siberian cold front crossing.

“Didn’t you hear me?” he questioned her sternly and his eyes were vicious.

“Erm…” Leila pursed her lips as if she was trying to hide something.

He leered at her from above seeing that she wasn’t moving. It was oppressing. From his perspective, Leila looked even smaller. She looked tiny and fragile.

Vincent stared at her tiny hands as he was going to grab the towel. Just when Leila was about to pull her hands back, he reached out his large hand and grabbed her hand that was holding the towel.

“Ah!” Leila quickly retracted her hand, her heart was beating faster.

“Are you feeling shy?” said Vincent as he laughed. He was getting excited seeing her reaction and he grabbed her hand harder with his heated palm.

“Leila, you better remember that you are Mrs. White right now. If I ever hear you say something to help Macey again, I’ll make sure that you end up in a worse situation than her! Also, I haven’t completely forgiven you as well!”

She knew that he cared for her sister. She knew that he cared a lot. Because everything he was doing right now had to do with taking revenge on her sister.

She laughed self-depreciatingly. Everything was in his control from the start. No matter what she couldn’t get out of his grasp. Leila nodded and said, “I understand!”

He let go of her hand and sat down. He then looked at the dishes on the dining table.

They looked at the food on the table at the same time, “It looks good!”

Leila noticed that Vincent was shocked about it. But well, she wasn’t born into a rich family. Unlike him, she was a peasant and had to learn how to cook from a very young age.

She lowered her head as she sat down and ladled Vincent some soup.

It was agonizing, eating at the table in the large dining room in the mansion. They were husband and wife, but it also felt like they were also strangers.

“Not bad!” said Vincent as he nibbled some food. He felt nostalgic as he hadn’t had home-cooked food like this in a long time.

“Thank you!” Leila thought about cooking more often for him after hearing him praising her. She looked up hesitantly and glanced at Vincent, but she couldn’t say anything. Her words were stuck in her throat.

Vincent then drank some soup and looked at Leila. She tensed up like at tightened guitar string and her breathing hastened as if she was subconsciously worried that he wouldn’t like the soup. But after taking a sip and tasting it, he smiled brightly and warmly. It was a genuine smile.

The taste of the soup pleasured his tastebuds, he was surprised and said, “I didn’t know that you can cook so well!”

Leila was stunned at him praising her in his low tone of voice. She smiled with her eyes and said humbly, “I had to cook when my mom goes to work back then…”

“Do you not hate your father?” asked Vincent after hearing her. He looked up and stared at her, “He made you guys suffer for so many years!”

Leila was taken aback, the twinkle in her large eyes dimmed, “If mom doesn’t hate him, then I don’t either!”

Vincent thought that it was unbelievable. His eyes dimmed. But as he looked up again his eyes were filled with warmth, as if it was an illusion, “So if your mom hates him, you will hate him too?”

“I don’t know!” It wasn’t something that Leila had put much thought into before.