"Leila..." Vincent hugged her suddenly.
"Well!" Leila was in panic and felt that Vincent was pressed against her and wrapped her in his arms.
"I'm sorry," Vincent said in a hoarse voice and fixed his complicated gaze on Leila's weary face. He put his hand on her shoulder and kept her around him.
"I don't need your apology!"
Hearing that, Vincent felt powerless, and his head knocked against Leila's shoulder. He closed his eyes with pain.
His sudden approach surprised Leila who stiffened her body and didn't move. Vincent leaned against her as if he had lost strength. He looked extremely lonely and frustrated.
Leila was thinking about what to do. After hesitating for a few moments, Leila said with difficulty, "Leave me alone!"
"I'm sorry." Vincent's deep voice sounded again. Vincent suddenly threw his arms around Leila with great strength as if he wanted to crush her.
Leila kept her body tighter. He used so much strength that she felt pain in her bones. Leila looked into the distance and whispered, "It hurts so much."
"I'm sorry," Vincent said in a heavier tone. He felt guilt, regret, and pain. Did he have any qualifications to stand in front of her?
Vincent embraced her for a long time and Leila didn't push him away. He suddenly let go of her and stared at Leila who looked into the distance. His gaze fell on her calm face. She turned around and walked away so fast as if she wanted to escape from him.
Leila went back home. The portrait of Brian was placed in the living room. The atmosphere was very oppressive.
Macey was in her bedroom.
So was Macey.
Leila was in the living room.
Leila answered Renee's phone and felt warm. "Renee?"
"What happened? Where did you go? Where are you? I want to see you. Why don't you tell me that? Do you take me as your friend?"
Hearing Renee's questions, Leila was at a loss for what to say. "I'm sorry!"
"Leila, I'm sorry for your loss," Renee said in a soft voice.
Half an hour later.
Renee came to Leila's home.
When they met each other, the rim of Renee's eyes turned red. She bowed to the portrait and walked up to hug Leila. "Dear, take good care of yourself. I'm by your side!"
"Thank you." Leila sobbed and felt warm.
"How is Mrs. Hunter?"
Leila looked upstairs subconsciously and nodded. "Let's talk outside. My mom is tired out."
Leila was afraid that her mom would feel sad if she heard their conversation. Moreover, her mom was busy making arrangements for her father's funeral and had been tired out. Though she was sad and tired, her mom had just lost her loved one.
Her mom had waited for her dad for so many years. They were finally together. However, they hadn't lived happily as man and wife for years and her father had passed away. This was fate.
When they walked out, Miyamoto was leaning against the car door. He saw them, walked up, and said in a deep voice.
"Leila, I'm sorry for your loss."
"Thank you!" Leila said.
"Get on the car! Miyamoto, Take Leila and me to a quiet place."
Ten minutes later, Miyamoto took them to the Pearl Community. They went in and Miyamoto left.
"What happened to you?"
"What do you want to know?"
"Why are you away from home suddenly?"
"It's a long story." Though Leila was hesitating, she told Renee what had happened these days briefly.
"Your father passed away suddenly because of Vincent's mother?"
When Renee left the Pearl Community, Leila stayed there. She wanted to ponder what to do next quietly.
Renee went downstairs and found three hours had passed. She had talked with Leila for so long. Renee didn't call Miyamoto, only to find that his car was parked on the ground floor.
Renee was stunned slightly. Miyamoto went off the car, "Have you finished talking?"
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you have gone?"
"I thought your conversation may have ended, so I came to pick you up," Miyamoto said in a deep voice.
Renee pursed her lips, looked into Miyamoto, and followed him. Callum had never waited for her. She was always the one that was waiting. She didn't expect that Miyamoto would wait for her. At this moment, Renee felt extremely moved.
At the seaside.
A beautiful and charming woman got off the car. The off-the-shoulder black dress that fit her plump figure was enough to arouse the desire of any man, not to mention her appealing face. Under her delicate eyebrows were a pair of eyes that glistened. Her skin was fair. She curled her lips and put on an enchanting smile, looking seductively charming.
The woman got off the car and went towards the sea. When she saw the figure beside the Bugatti from afar, her eyes glistened with greed.
"Vincent, why do you ask me out?" When Meredith answered Vincent’s call, she was wild with joy, dressed up, and got here right away.
Though Vincent didn't say anything, Meredith felt his mood swings when Vincent looked at her coldly.
"Vincent?" Meredith felt something went wrong when she approached Vincent. She kept a straight face and didn't have the guts to get closer. She asked, "Vincent, why do you ask me out?"
"I want to talk to you!" Vincent realized his emotional changes. He could not help but frown but he tried to remain calm.
"What's up?" Meredith asked with caution. She could not get through to Harvey Baker and did not know where he went. She was worried that something went wrong, especially when she thought about what Vincent had said here last time.
Vincent looked up to her and said, "You want to see the stars, don't you? So, I'll look at the stars with you today. Let's count the stars by the sea."
"Really?" Meredith felt flattered and leaned against Vincent, but he dodged silently. Meredith was stunned, didn't have another try but said, "Vincent, you are so nice to me. You finally think of me! I miss you so much!"
Vincent felt sick of the affected air of Meredith, but he said patiently, "Really? You are thinking about how to scheme against me?"
"Vincent!" Meredith raised her head and asked, "You ask me to look at the stars, don't you? How can you say that I am scheming against you? You are my boss. I don't have the guts to do that. Let's look at the stars together. I feel very happy to see the stars with you!"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: A Moment in Destiny