Neither of them spoke. Silence blanked the living room. Vincent cast an indifferent glance at Leila, who was standing with her back to him, her pretty back looking quite hot. He strode to her back and asked her while raising his eyebrows, âYouâve been dragging your face for half an hour. Havenât you got ready yet?â
Leila couldnât help but blush slightly. She looked down and her eyes were covered under the shadow of her long eyelashes. âAre, are you waiting for me?â
âBull crap! Who else am I waiting for?â Vincent reached out and cast a glance at her. When he saw the bruised kissing marks on her neck, he slightly frowned while feeling quite satisfied. Reaching out to button up the top button of her blouse, he said in a slightly tender tone, âIâll drive you to the university.â
Leila couldnât reject because he was giving a command.
When they went downstairs, he held her hand, her heart hammering. Suddenly, she felt that they were like a loving couple from an ordinary family --
so natural and sweet.
After sitting in the car, Vincent titled his body, reaching one hand to pinch her chin slightly. He said in a cold tone, âIf Theodore Hall harasses you again, donât forget to tell me. F you have the balls to hide it from me, you know the consequences. I hope you can try your best to speak less. You should know clearly how to be a good and obedient wife for me. Without my permission, you canât be too intimate with other men. Understand?â
Leilaâs heart skipped a bit. With dimmed eyes, she nodded. âYes, I see.â
But she was still in a daze. When this man was gentle, his tenderness would drown her. Now he warned her out of no reason as if she did cheat on him.
With an arrogantly evil smile, Vincent gazed at her with his charming dark eyes, stressing each syllable as if he was sentencing her, âLeila Hunter, although we donât love each other, from the day when you married me, I should be the only one for your body, your heart, your eyes, and your mind.â
Boom!
Leila was taken aback, wondering what he meant. She felt a bit disappointed. âMr. White, why do you think we donât love each other? At least, my heart...â she thought to herself.
Upon hearing his words, she suddenly felt that he was too childish. She wondered if he had learned how to love someone. He could be so selfish in love, and she didnât know what was on his mind.
His tender last night seemed like a transient joy for her. Now it had been gone completely.
With dark circles under her eyes, Leila went to the university. Vincent dropped her off at the entrance and then returned to his company.
When she passed by the newsstand, she saw the deadline in the entertainment section -- âBreaking news: Vincent White had a new girlfriend when coming back from Japan, dumping the illegitimate son and his mother.â
Leila was startled. Immediately, she bought one newspaper.
In the newspaper, there was a set of photos taken at the airport and in the HJ Hotel when he was holding Meredith in his arms. Leila recalled this woman -- when she was dancing with Callum that night, it was this woman who appeared together with Vincent. Her name was Meredith Baker.
Vincent was carrying her in his arms and Meredith nestled in it like a birdie.
The words below went like this --
Recently, the reporters happened to take photos of Mr. Vincent White, the CEO of White Group, and Meredith Baker, a car model, coming back from abroad together. They were holding hands intimately and went to the HJ Hotel together in a car...
Leila was confused -- didnât he return to Pearl Community last night?
She took a deep breath. Recalling the erotic scenes last night that made her blushed and the mug that he gave to her, she decided to ignore this newspaper. After tossing it in the trash can outside the university entrance, she dusted her hands and walked onto the campus.
White Group.
In the CEOâs office.
Vincent walked out from the lounge, dressed in a different outfit.
On his tall and strong body, he was wearing a black pure handmade suit. His perfect facial features showed noble lines, and his cold face looked excessively serious and arrogant. Holding up the coffee cup on the table, he lifted it gracefully and took a sip. His every move exuded the domineering manner as a king.
He looked down at the headline of the entertainment section, a sharp flash going through his eyes.
âHey, Vincent, you are always the headline recently.â Arthur was sitting in the chair opposite him. He was also in a black suit, that showed his perfect shape. He had a playful smile on his good-looking face. âYou are like a start.â
âDonât compare me with those in the entertainment business.â Vincentâs voice was deep. Although he was talking to his friend, his words were as cold as the arctic ice.
âOf course. How could an actor be compared to you? You are the man of all the men in our F City. By the way, the man of the men, could you explain what on earth happened last night? How could you get a room with Meredith Baker?â Arthur teased him while raising his eyebrows, couldnât help gossiping.
Vincent cast a cold glance at him, raising his eyebrows. âYouâve recovered from diarrhea, havenât you?â
âYes!â Arthur nodded.
âIâm curious with whom you went to eat the mutton shashlik. How could you get into such trouble?â In his impression, a rich guy like Arthur shouldnât have gone to eat in such kinds of places. In other words, Arthur must have been there with a girl. If it were a man, he wouldnât have the charm to pull Arthur over.
âItâs a secret. Vincent, donât skip the question. What the heck was going on? Did you bang Meredith Baker?â
âYouâre so rude.â
âOh, come on. Donât pretend to be a nobleman, at least not in front of me.â Arthur laughed, winking at him.
âDo you think Iâll fuck a public bus?â Vincent raised his eyebrows.
âBut I donât think youâd fuck a virgin either, because itâs too troublesome and it would make you struggle with the morality and feel sorry. By the way, when can I meet Macey Hunterâs sister, your wife?â
âWhy do you want to meet her?â
âI just want to take a look at her. I wondered what she looks like and if she has the same personality as Macey Hunter. By the way, words have it that Macey Hunter has become worse and worse. Vincent, she wasnât like this before, was she?â
âSomething wrong happened with the branch in the US. If you are quite idle, call them and resolve the problem. Stop chitchatting with me here,â
Vincent answered simply. For him, business always came first.
âAll right. But, Vincent, I have a question,â Arthur said casually, looking quite joyful.
Vincent turned to look over at him and asked in a deep voice, âWhatâs wrong with you again?â
âHave you ever had a feeling of missing someone? Just like one day apart is like three years.â
âDo you have a crush on someone?â Vincent asked, his deep eyes bright. He stopped writing and looked up at Arthur seriously. âWhere is the girl from? Youâre so obsessed.â
The happy smile faded from Arthurâs face. With a wry, bitter smile, he said, âAlas! Unfortunately, she has a boyfriend already.â
Vincent felt shocked. He said jokingly, âJust a boyfriend, isnât it? Sheâs not married. You can still gain her heart.â
âDo you also think so?â
âAs long as she was unmarried for a day, it means you still have a chance. However, even if she were married, it wouldnât be difficult for you to gain her heart based on your capability, either.â
Arthur was speechless immediately. Glaring at Vincent, he said, âNo way! Iâm not that immoral. But when sheâs not married yet, I wonât give up. If she would be unhappy after getting married, Iâll probably snatch her as well.â
âAre you so serious?â Vincent raised his eyebrows.
Arthur cast a glance at him, neither shaking his head nor nodding. âVincent, how long do you plan to keep the marriage with Macey Hunterâs sister?â
The look in Vincentâs eyes changed a bit. He kept silent and returned to the ever-calm look right away.
Seeing that Vincentâ didnât speak, Arthur wondered what was wrong. Looking at him meaningfully, Arthur asked, âAre you getting serious as well?â
Vincent looked at Arthurâs raised eyebrows, his hand that was holding a pen stiffened. A womanâs face flashed through his mind together with her name. He pulled a long face and said in a deep voice, âArenât you going back to work?â
âAll right. Iâm taking off.â Arthur stood up and staggered. âAh! It seems diarrhea would truly kill a man. Just for three days, Iâve already become so fragile. Vincent, please donât eat anything in the night market, even with your favorite girl, and no matter how much she likes the mutton shashlik.
Youâll be killed. This is just a kindly reminder from your best friend.â
Vincent put on a faint smile without answering him, wondering if he would do that.
He was always the one in charge and that day would never come. âYouâd better mind your own business. Donât ever go back there again!â
In the university.
Leilaâs thesis had been fixed already. All she needed was to wait for another half month, during which she would take the exams of a few subjects.
After the exam and the thesis defense, she could have a farewell dinner with her classmates. Then they would graduate.
With a pile of documents in his arms, Theodore stood on the head of the stairs. He called, âExcuse me, Miss Leila Hunter.â
Leila raised her head and saw him standing at the corner. She felt a bit panicked and nodded. âHi, Professor Hall. What can I do for you?â
âCould you please come to my office? I have something to tell you.â
âCould we talk about it here, Professor Hall?â
âPlease come to my office. I have some documents for you.â
Leila still wanted to refuse him, but he had turned around and left.
She heaved a sigh, walked upstairs again, and followed him into his office.
Theodore took out a pile of documents from the drawer and handed them to Leila. âThis is the admission plan of the KL University. Do you have an interest to study overseas? I deliberately saved them for you.â
âStudy overseas?â Leila gaped.
Theodore gazed at her, nodding. âYes, study overseas. You are a straight-A student. You donât need to worry about the expenses after going there.
The scholarship is enough to support your three-year graduate study already. I know youâll also work part-time. You should be able to take good care of yourself.â
Leila felt surprised. She had never considered studying overseas. However, she knew that it was good for her and Theodore was doing it for her own good.
âI--â Leila wanted to say something, but Theodore interrupted her.
âPlease donât answer me in such a hurry. Think it over for a while. Thereâs still plenty of time. You can reply to me in one week. Okay. You can leave now. Be safe on the way.â
Leila slightly nodded at him, looking down at the materials in her hands. Theodore looked expressionless, but he couldnât help staring at Leilaâs face, a meaningful flash hiding in his eyes.
In the past three years, someone stole his letters to Leila. Theodore believed that even if Leila had received one of the letters he sent, she and he wouldnât have become so distant in this way. It was all because of the person who stole his letters. He wondered who that person would be.
It had been for such a long time, and he couldnât find a way to look into it. However, he was truly reluctant to have missed Leila.
Leila looked through the materials and looked up at him. Seeing that Theodore was staring at her, she was taken aback for a moment. Immediately, she said, âI need to go home now. Iâll bring those materials home and read them through.â
A Moment in Destiny ï¤Chapter 309 Absence Made the Heart Grow Fonder The convenient Bride ï¤Chapter 414: There Is Nothing Happier Than This (Ending)
Predestined Marriage ï¤Chapter 1718: The End