âLet me walk you home!â Julian said in all haste. âItâs so late. When you arrive at NT Mountain, there might be no transport!â
âAh!â Leila was surprised for a moment. âNo, thanks. I can just call a cab!â
âDamn. Am I a devil? Why do you hate me so much?â Julian raised his pretty eyebrows. âIs it that bad? You told me that you know Iâm not trying to get you.â
âWell.â Leila felt embarrassed after she heard it. She shook her head and let out a bitter smile, âIâm really capable of going home alone!â
âLeila, I found you quite stubborn! Canât you just take it Iâm pursing you?â
âIâm not a narcissist. If I believed that every man around is pursing me, I would be mentally. I just donât like to bother other people. Thatâs all!
âThen just get into my car. Iâm driving a cab today. You can pay if you feel necessary. â Julian said it without embarrassment. âIâll give you a discount.
How about that? â He winked.
Leila was stunned by the gleam behind his glasses, feeling that it would be inappropriate if she refused. âWell, thanks. But I will pay you the full price.
I donât want you to lose money.
Julian cast a glance at Leila from the rearview when she got into the car. He found her rather surefooted. She became a public servant in this city at such a young age. Although the salary was good, he thought it was pity that a girl like her didnât chose a more promising job.
Before he could even start the engine, Leilaâs phone rang.
The name shimmering on the screen was Vincent, which startled her. She looked out of the window subconsciously. She vaguely saw his car there.
âHello?â
âGet out of that car!â The words sounded cold on the phone.
âYouâre here?â She asked tentatively.
But the phone was hung up. No, it was just that her phone out of battery. Leila stared at her phone motionlessly.
But Julian had already started driving before she could make a choice.
Get out of the car to do what?
She didnât do it, but she was somehow terrified, which twisted her features.
âWhatâs wrong?â Julian cast a glance at her.
âNothing!â She shook her head and looked out from the window subconsciously. This time she didnât see that car. Maybe it was never there. She shook her head, thinking that she must be delusional. He had other women to keep him accompanied. What was she expecting? It had just been three days. How could she think of this?
The car was moving fast. Leila shot a glance at the man in front of her and could not help asking, âWhy you are here?â
âIâm here for you!â He said it straightly. âMy dad is also working overtime tonight. I thought that you might be short of transport when you are off work, so I went here. By the way, howâs your body? Did the wounds get worse?â
How could she not be touched by these words? There was nothing in his eyes but concern. It was something even worse for her. âIâm okay now.â
She thought of those scratches handled by Vincent, and her mind flew towards a realm unknown by others.
âThank god! Iâm relieved!â Julian smiled again.
She also put on a smile, âYouâre really a taxi driver?â
He smiled and shook his head, âNo!â
âThen whatâs your job?â
âA journalist. Iâm experiencing the life a taxi driver and Iâll write an article about it. I rent this car and when I have time, I will drive it and take passengers!â
âNo wonder! I never believed that youâre a taxi driver.â She remembered that the car that gave her car scratch was obviously not a taxi. Besides, he was the son of Director Gordon, which made it less possible.
âWhy canât I?â He raised his eyebrows.
âBecause you donât look like one!â She smiled and cast him a glimpse. His features were quite feminine.
âSo what do I look like?â Julian sounded curious.
âLike a pretty boy!â She was straightforward.
âWell...â Julian rolled his eyes, seemingly embarrassed. He coughed and said, âDonât you think that was too much!â
âIâm just kidding!â She smiled, imitating him.
âAre you imitating me?â
Leila bite her lips and said, âYou are a good journalist. I havenât expected that you would lose money to experience the life of a cab driver!â
âNah! The company will pay for it. Iâm not that silly.â
âReally? I thought you were willing to lose money!â
âIâm not that silly!â Julian smiled and said, âBy the way, if my dad makes it difficult for you, you can tell me. Iâll tell him to stop!â
âDirector Gordon is a nice person. He wonât do that to me.â
âRight. You are the son of the mayor. How can my dad dare to offend yours?â
âIs my dad really that powerful?â She wondered if she made the right decision that she worked for government. Many knew she as the step daughter of the mayor, but few knew that he was her biological father.
âItâs said that you dad is a fierce leader. But I donât know if itâs true!â
Leila smiled. She didnât want to make judgement about her dadâs personality, because she actually didnât approve something he had done, like his affair with her mother. He betrayed her aunt, so she was born secretly. She didnât want to argue about it since her mom did it willingly. But she didnât like that and she didnât even like her mom. But she could not say anything more about itã
âLeila, why did you marry at such a young age?â
Her mind went blank for a moment, then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. âDoes that matter? A woman will get married sooner or later.â
Julian looked away when he heard the answer. âDoes he cherish you?â
âHe does.â She didnât want to talk about her marriage. It was her privacy and it didnât need to be known by others.
âOkay!â His eyes dimmed and he became silent.
Soon they arrived home. She wanted to pay after she got off the car. But he refused. He held her hand and said, âI was just joking. But you better buy me dinner tomorrow. Youâre so adorable. Good night, beautiful miss.â
âThanks. Iâll buy you dinner!â Leila smiled and stopped trying to give him money. But all of a sudden a Bugatti slid into the mansion gate.
She was terrified because she had not expected that Vincent was really following them. She wondered if the car she saw before was his car.
Meanwhile, Julian noticed the Bugatti and there was a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes...
Vincent could barely control his anger now after he saw this.
In the rearview, his wife, Leila, was sent home buy a man in the middle of the night. And she seemed happy while talking to this guy.
He had not expected that his meek wife, although sometimes she would fight against him, now smiling and talking to another man. Does she a hooker or something?
Lelia sent off Julian and turned around and felt something wrong. She shivered and realized that she irritated him. But it was hardly her fault because her phone was suddenly dead. âVincent, My phone...â
âYou seemed very happy with that man.â He interrupted, âDo my word mean nothing to you?â
She wanted to say that her phone was dead. But his interruption made her speechless. A curve appeared on his thin lips. No one knew what emotion was hidden in his deep eyes.
She gave up on defending herself and waited for his punishment.
Looking at this meek woman, he finally felt his anger vented out. âWho do you think you are? A whore? You just canât live without a manâs company?â
He scolded.
She just lowered her head and stared at her tiptoe. His words were sharp like knife cutting through her heart. But she could not argue and she didnât want to say anything. She found the tip of her shoes were worn-out. She felt maybe she should buy a pair of new shoes.
But Vincent felt something wrong as he went on. There was no regret on her face. She looked very calm. So he stopped.
SH waited for a moment. She raised her head when he stopped. She intended to explain. But she only met his gloomy face. She sighed. This man slept with different women every night, yet she could not talk to another guy?
She took out a bottle of water from her bag as he stared at her. Then she gave it to him.
A Moment in Destiny ï¤Chapter 250 A Look of Sadness?
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Predestined Marriage ï¤Chapter 1718: The End He was surprised. Then he frowned.
âVincent, are you thirsty? Have some water!â He had been scolding her for. She felt he might be thirsty.
âDamn it!â He finally understood what he meat. He growled and found the carelessness in her eyes. She didnât care about what he said. He was infuriated, but he didnât want him to be seen like this. So he just walked in.
She looked at the bottle in her hand, shrugged and drank some water. Mineral water tasted better than purified water. She decided to only drink the former from now on.
Then she walked in. Under the bright light, Vincent was standing in the hall, giving off a frightening vibe. He just glared at her. His gaze was concentrated.
There was nothing but coldness and tension in the air. She just stood there worriedly. Then she took a deep breath and went upstairs.
Then her gaze became sharper, because she ignored him.
He looked at her back with her somber eyes and his anger froze. In an instant, a sarcastic smile touched his lips. Then he went upstairs.
She walked in her room, took a shower and changed her clothes. Then she got a call from Macey. âLeila, what the hell was going on? The bastard Vincent has uploaded that video online. Do you know that?â