Chapter 359: Chapter 359

“What do you want? You control me too much. You should go worry about Pippa; go give her soup. I don’t need your care, and she’s the one in the hospital...”

“Miyamoto will take care of her, she doesn’t need me!” He said in a low voice. “My job is to take care of you!”

She looked at him and saw him smiling gently; he said he wouldn’t go.

She drooped her eyelids, and her long eyelashes covered over her eyes and fluttered like the wings of butterflies in the wind. She paused, and perched her lips and said, “Still, I don’t need you to take care of me!”

Her voice was a bit low and filled with a hint of sadness; Vincent felt his heart twitch, “Leila...”

Leila didn’t know what came over her, and she tightened her hands into a tiny ball.

She looked at him from the corner of her eyes, only to catch him staring at her. His stare seemed to burn a hole right through her, filled with intense concentration.

Why did he stare at her like that?

He let out a deep sigh and softly said, “Alright, be good! Get changed, and we’ll go get something to eat!”

Leila was still hesitant; he reached out and hugged her.

“No-” Leila tried to hide, screaming as she ran out the shower.

Vincent single-handedly restrained her by her shoulder and grabbed her into his arms, “You won’t get changed because you’re waiting for me to help, right?”

“I’ll get changed by myself!” Leila said as she continued to struggle. She pounded on his chest with her hands, her face flushed red. Due to her fever, she ran out of strength quickly.

“Leila, I’m just helping you get changed; if you won’t behave, I can’t promise what happens next.” Vincent’s strong arm held her tightly, and his deep voice had a dangerous hint of flirtatiousness.

Leila’s body was held down and she couldn’t move at all.

She froze in place in his embrace; underneath her top, Vincent saw a trace of her red bra, and his heart began to race faster.

In the hot weather, he suddenly felt aroused; he inhaled deeply. He thought he could control himself, but he was having a reaction.

Leila’s face was red like a lobster; she said in a low voice, “Pervert.”

“Just towards you!” Vincent gazed at her white skin and swallowed hard. He throat was dry and parched like a desert. It was as though a fire that could engulf someone burned inside him!

Damn, he really wanted to have sex with her!

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll catch a cold?” Leila said, “You pervert! You sicko, you shameless, degrading pervert!”

“You little vixen!” Vincent snapped back to his senses and smiled; surely, the rod between his legs was already standing tall, but he knew Leila couldn’t do it. He could only let his fire burn in place. Meanwhile, his eyes burned with desire, making him feel as though he was about to go mad!

“Hurry and get changed, I’ll be back right away!”

He suddenly rushed into the bathroom, then came the sound of running water and Vincent muttering under his breath. Leila couldn’t help but smile;

was he taking a cold shower?

She quickly got changed, but her face was still flushed red. She stole a glance in the direction of the bathroom, and her smile grew even wider. Who knew even he had moments like this! At the same time, she felt a bit melancholic; could she handle this kind of behavior?

Leila headed downstairs to eat. There was a huge selection of delicious food already laid out on the table, showcasing the amount of effort put into the preparation.

“Madam, you’re here already? Soup will be ready in a minute!” Eira said as she just happened to step out the kitchen.

“Oh, thanks, Eira! Sorry for the trouble, making you unable to rest while it’s so late already!” Leila said in an apologetic tone.

“Oh, don’t be so modest! The master’s so modest as well. You two will make me feel uneasy!”

“Haha, let’s eat together!” Leila said with a laugh.

“I’ve eaten already; I’m too old now, it’s not good for me to eat so late. I’ll get fat easily!”

Leila sat and chatted further with Eira.

Upstairs, Vincent stepped out the shower naked. The cold shower helped to extinguish his intense desires. Unable to see Leila anywhere around, he got dressed and headed downstairs.

On the dining table, he saw Leila already eating. The second she saw Vincent, Eira headed back into the kitchen to give the couple some private time. Vincent stood on the stairs and looked on at Leila, who looked like a doll with her slender figure. Just looking at her, he felt as though he was a ship docked in a safe harbor; he didn’t even have the need for words.

Leila didn’t raise her head; her face was still a bit red, and she quietly drank her soup.

“How is it, good?” Vincent asked in a raspy voice, which sounded rather pleasing in a way, filled with a mystifying seduction.

Leila said nothing; she just kept her head down and attempted to finish her soup. She was so tired, and she wanted to hurry upstairs to go sleep!

Vincent smirked, “So it doesn’t taste good?”

“It doesn’t?” Eira popped her head out the kitchen.

Leila suddenly replied, “It’s good, Eira’s soup is amazing!”

“That’s fine, then!”

“Eira, we’re good here; hurry and go rest!” Vincent said in a low tone.

Eira headed back; she knew Vincent wanted some time with Leila. “Master, Madam, just leave everything after you’re done. I’ll clean up!”

As Eira scrambled to leave, Vincent sat across from Leila and fetched himself a bowl of soup, “You little liar, ignoring me?”

Leila didn’t understand why he called her that; when did she lie to him?

“You made me take a cold shower; you’re quite the little vixen, you little liar! I’m telling you, if it weren’t for your fever, I wouldn’t have to suppress myself like this. But I’m doing all this just for you. Otherwise...”

“I’m done!” Leila didn’t want to listen to him say these; she stood up and was ready to leave.

“Alright, I was just kidding with you. Drink some more!” Vincent said as he grabbed her arm. “Leila, can’t you take a little joke anymore?”

Leila sat back down; the two didn’t say anything more. She finished a second serving, and Vincent was about to give her another. “Have more!”

Her fever was burning, so Leila didn’t have much of an appetite. “I’m quite full; I’m rather tired. I’m going to sleep!”

She stood up again, about to leave.

Vincent grabbed her hand again. “Leila-”

She turned around and saw him blinking at her incessantly. She raised an eyebrow in question, “Something wrong?”

He remained silent for a bit, then nodded.

She waited for him to say something.

He suddenly stood up, and Leila heard a low, sexy voice whisper into her ear, “Leila, let’s maintain a relationship!”

He actually said it!

Leila’s mind went blank. What did he just say?

He repeated himself, “Let’s maintain a relationship!”

She finally heard him the second time. He wanted to have a normal relationship with her! Her heart felt like a hundred horses were racing as it pounded incessantly.

“Why?” Leila couldn’t help but blurted out her question.

“What do you mean why?”

“Why... would you suddenly say this?”

“You little liar! Hurry upstairs to sleep!” He picked her up in one swell swoop.

“Ah-” Leila let out a small gasp.

“What, don’t want to have a relationship with me?” Vincent’s face was extremely close to hers. He brought her upstairs and continued to laugh in a low, menacing, yet tempting tone.

Leila’s heart was restless, so she instinctively wanted to pull away, “Put me down!”

“How about I bring you upstairs everyday from now on?” Vincent had on a crooked smile, his expression filled with a naughty, untamable look.

“What... do you mean?” Leila said in shock; her head was still in a woozy state. Was she just slow, or did she not know what he was trying to say?

Vincent tightened his grip, his hand that hoisted her butt gave her a slight pat. “You know, we’ll have a normal relationship like others. Others are boyfriend and girlfriend before they get married; we’re the other way around. Why not?”

“That’s what couples do, you...” Leila’s eyes dropped down, as if in thought.

“I what?”

“You don’t even love me!” She protested.

“But you can love me!” He said aloud as he watched her facial expression change. This little liar; she loved him, but still pretended to be innocent.

“I don’t love you!” She quickly dejected; then, as if she suddenly thought of something, she said, “Why should I love you!”

Vincent chuckled heartily, looking at her darting eyes as she pretended not to love him, filled with internal conflict.

She felt insecure, so she wanted to protect herself from getting hurt anymore.

From now on, they still had a long, long way to go. He wished that she could confide in him. Of course, he had to put in the effort.

He placed her into bed, and covered the blanket over her.

“Well, if you don’t love me, then forget it!” He feigned. “Don't talk about love, but make love!”

“You scoundrel!” She impulsively cursed; how could he say such crude words.

“What, am I wrong?” Vincent continued, “Isn’t love made by making love?”

“I don’t want to talk to you!” Leila’s face was red; she shut her eyes and mouth, then grabbed on to the blanket. She suddenly felt a bit disappointed and wanted to ask him something, but alas refrained herself from asking.

He pulled the blanket aside, and placed his warm body besides her. She was about to struggle, when he shut the lights and whispered next to her ear, “Sleep, little liar; sweet dreams!”

He didn’t do anything more than just hug her!

Slowly, Leila fell asleep.

The morning rays of sunshine swept in through the cracks in the curtains and lazily crept across the ceiling, creating a beautiful halo.

A Moment in Destiny Chapter 358 Confused and Helpless The convenient Bride Chapter 414: There Is Nothing Happier Than This (Ending)

Predestined Marriage Chapter 1718: The End Maybe it was the morning air, Leila suddenly woke up; she blinked her eyes, and her long eyelashes fluttered as they opened. Suddenly, as though she suddenly realized something, her heart began to race. Vincent’s left arm still tightly held her waist, and his topless body showcased his muscular physique.

Leila retracted herself slowly; he held her all night as they slept.

She was still in a daze as she looked on at this man. His eyes were still shut, but his face was handsome and cool.

Last night, he said, “let’s maintain a relationship!”

What did he meant? It was as if a pebble struck the surface of a pond; her heart was incredibly not at ease.

Leila continued to look at Vincent’s sleeping figure. It was only while he was asleep that she dared to look on at him like this. Her slender figures traced the contours of his face.

She loved him! She loved him for five years now!

Unfortunately, he didn’t know that. He said, “let’s maintain a relationship”. Her heart felt incredibly tense. But after so much pain and suffering, she didn’t know if she still had the strength to love him! She didn’t have the will to love until no end. She didn’t want to end up as a moth in the flames.