A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 303 Entertainment Headline

“Eight o’clock.”

“Will you go there alone? I want to see you off. What do you think?”

“No, thanks.”

“Okay.” She sounded a bit disappointed.

He chuckled. “That’s why I want you now.”

They were so close to each other and their breath intertwined. His muscled chest squeezed her, and he was aroused again.

“Mr. White--” Leila called him shyly as if she was inviting him.

Vincent’s gentle movements suddenly became rougher, making her moan uncontrollably. Biting her lips, he ordered, “You’d better behave yourself when I’m not in town.”

“I’ll wait for you to come back...” She gasped for breath. Her body was already lost of control under his erotic movements.

As a matter of fact, Vincent was so eager and couldn’t wait any longer. His desire that was interrupted by Mabel’s visit just now came back again, but he knew that she was not ready yet. Leila was so slim and fragile. If he was too unscrupulous, she would definitely be injured.

He didn’t want to have a shadow for this kind of thing again, so he tried his best to arouse her first.

When they finally became the one, they both shook, holding their breath. He didn’t move, waiting for her to adapt to it. Their eyes met. Her eyelashes trembled slightly because of shyness. “Mr. White, why, why don’t you...”

She wanted to ask him why he didn’t move at all.

He inhaled deeply. “May I move now?”

“Ah--” She was so embarrassed as she didn’t expect that he would ask her for her permission of such a matter.

“Call my name, Leila.” He moved a bit seductively.

“Em... Ah...” She inhaled. She felt so embarrassed as well as at a loss for such a kind of reaction.

“Call me. Call my name!” He gritted his teeth, sweat oozing on his forehead because he was enduring. He still didn’t want to give her the joy that they both were longing for.

“Vincent...”

The ultimate happiness finally came at a certain moment. He held her tender bottom tightly and they both embraced the orgasm at the same time.

Feeling dizzy, Leila widened her blurred eyes. After a long while, she finally came back to her senses, only to see a pair of deep eyes in front of her. He gazed at her deeply. “Still forty minutes left. Let’s do it again.”

“Ah--” she screamed shyly.

“I’m kidding.” Vincent poked her nose tip. “I’ll send you to the gym. Then I’ll go back to my office to get ready.”

“Oh. No, thanks, Mr. White. I can take a bus over there. It only takes fifteen minutes.” Leila didn’t want Vincent to know that she was studying taekwondo.

“Don’t you need me to send you there?” He raised his eyebrows. “Or, you don’t want me to know where you are going, do you?”

“How could it be possible?” Leila was startled. “I’m just afraid that you would be too tired. Aren’t you going on a business trip? And you’ll be out of town for such a long time. You will be quite exhausted. Mr. White, you must take a nap on the plane.”

Seeing that she was hiding something from him but still tried her best to be quite strong and reason with him, Vincent wanted to burst into laughter.

“Have you started to care about me?” He pulled a long face on purpose.

Leila fell for the trap.

“I’ve been caring about you all the time, but you don’t give me any chance to do so. If you’re willing to offer me a chance, of course, I’ll care about you.” She was still blushed because of the joy brought by him just now. He was still pressing on her body, and it was a real feeling of existence.

Vincent rubbed his head against her ear childishly. Seemingly he had found a comfortable gesture, and he said in a deep voice, “Really? What if I give you a chance to care about me?”

“Really?” Leila hesitated. Suddenly, she sensed that he was aroused again.

“Hurry up and let’s go!” she exclaimed.

However, he didn’t allow it. She could only endure waves of attacks from him while being pressed by him.

Suddenly, he pushed on her. She felt a warm stream poured into her body, he gasping in her ear. Both their bodies were covered by sweat, mixing with each other’s.

In the quiet bedroom, only the powerful sound of the heartbeat could be heard.

Finally, Leila’s strength was used up in this love-making.

Naturally, Leila felt her all fours so weakened and her whole body softened during the first day of class. Fortunately, it was the very first class, the coach didn’t give her a hard time.

She only learned some basic skills.

She didn’t meet Arthur. Since his jacket was gone and she didn’t know where it was, she decided to buy a new one for him.

At the airport.

“Daddy, I don’t want to go to Japan!” Owen pouted and followed Vincent. He was wearing a cap with a lollipop in his mouth. Dressed in denim overalls, he raised his childish but extremely adorable face, staring at the expressionless Vincent. Then he smiled sweetly. “Daddy, why don’t you marry Mommy?”

“You brat, it’s your mother who’s unwilling to marry me.” Vincent poked Owen’s small nose.

“Mommy, why aren’t you willing to marry Daddy?” Owen turned to look over at Pippa.

Wearing a white outfit and a pair of red sunglasses, Pippa also had a cap on her head. “Because I still want to live for more years. Owen, not all fathers and mothers need to be together.”

“Why not?” Owen tilted his head, his ink-black eyes sparkling in confusion. Blinking, he suddenly smiled as if he understood something. “Ah! I got it!”

“What did you get to know?” Pippa and Vincent were checking in. They both looked over at Owen in confusion.

“Daddy must be in love with another woman!”

Pippa shook her head speechlessly. She cast a glance at Vincent. “Vincent, please explain it to him yourself. I’m tired.”

“My son, I’ll tell you the reasons after you’ve grown up. After you’ve turned eighteen, I’ll tell you. Now you are too young to understand.” Vincent picked Owen up and carried him in his arms.

Suddenly, there was a flash.

“Pak--”

Vincent and Owen both raised their heads and looked over -- it was a group of paparazzi.

Pippa was taken aback for a moment. She immediately calmed down. Standing next to Vincent, she lowered her head slightly.

Soon, the three were surrounded by over ten paparazzi.

“Mr. White, word has that you have a five-year-old illegitimate son. Is it the little boy in your arms?”

“Mr. White, do you truly have a son? Please answer our questions.”

“Daddy, I’m scared!” Owen suddenly held Vincent’s neck, pressing his little face against his chest.

“Don’t be afraid, Owen. Don’t be afraid.” Vincent comforted the boy in a soft tone. At the same time, he hinted at Pippa to ask her to go through the security check first.

“Mr. White, is that miss the mother of your son?”

“No comment. I won’t answer any question.” Vincent smiled disdainfully. He said, “Make the way.”

“Mr. White--”

“Sorry, I’m in a hurry.” After he responded casually, Vincent walked towards the inside.

Until they were in the departure lounge, Pippo heaved a sigh. “Vincent, how come someone has known about this matter?”

“I’ll look into it,” Vincent said in a flat tone. His gloomy face was covered by coldness and solemnness. For some reason, he felt quite annoyed and stressed, his angry eyes were full of frosty and icy coldness.

“Do you know who is behind this?”

“I guess it must be her,” Vincent answered in a deep voice. Patting Pippa on her shoulder, he added, “Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone hurt Owen.”

“But, I can’t selfishly let others hurt you and Owen either.”

“It doesn’t minder. As long as Owen stays with my mother, he wouldn’t be hurt. You should rest assured.”

“Vincent, thank you!”

“Please don’t mention it.” Vincent reached out to held Pippa towards him.

On the second day after Vincent had left.

Leila went to the university in the early morning. She felt soreness all over her body. Last night when she was stretchering, she found that the muscles all over her body seemed to be frozen and quite stiffened because she hadn’t worked out for a long time.

When she passed a newsstand, she took a glance at the newspaper. Much to her surprise, the headline on the entertainment section was -- the wealthy businessman in F City, Vincent White, was

found married with a son, and the entertainment reporters discovered the evidence while going after him to the airport. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Then there was a big photo under the title -- Vincent was holding Owen, and beside them was standing a woman in white.

For a moment, Leila was in a daze, wondering if that woman was Pippa.

She knew that she must trust Vincent. He had told her that the boy was not his son. Also, those paparazzi were all-pervasive. Although she knew that she shouldn’t believe the news, when she saw their photo of a family of three, she still couldn’t help feeling sad and uncomfortable in her heart.

After reading that report carefully, she found that it only mentioned that the boy called Vincent Daddy and also Vincent had a mysterious girlfriend, whom he had been knowing for a long time. That was all.

He did seem to know Pippa for quite a lot of years. Leila wondered if she was his girlfriend.

She felt her heart hammered.

Was it true?

She walked into the university while in a daze. For a whole morning, Leila didn’t listen to Theodore’s lecturer about the key points of the thesis, when he was making the briefing for the thesis progress of the whole class.

Leila was listening to him absentmindedly, and she was always not herself. She had turned on the vibrating mode on her cell phone, but she hadn’t received any message. Staring at her phone, finally, she couldn’t help but send a message to Vincent.

“Mr. White, have you arrived in Japan? Did you have a nice trip?” She tabbed to enter the message and then deleted it. Then she entered it again. It was repeated several times. Finally, she sent it out

while gritting her teeth.

The time of waiting was quite long. Over ten minutes later, Leila received a reply. She felt surprised and tabbed it to read. There was only a word: “Yes.”

That was how Vincent spoke -- as short as possible.

Leila felt uneasy no matter if she had sent the message or not. Later, she wanted to send another message to him, but she didn’t know what to say. Grabbing her phone, she lowered her head and stared at the word. Although it was a single word, it was more than enough for her indeed.

After the class ended, Leila bumped into Theodore face-to-face. “Hey, Leila. What’s up? You look quite pale.”

“Oh, nothing!” Leila shook her head. “See you, Professor Hall.”

“Are you not feeling well? How about I drive you home?” Theodore asked with concern.

She immediately returned to her senses. “Oh, I’m all right. I’ve got to go now.”

“Professor Hall, you’ve gone too far. Are you only responsible to drive the beauty home? We’re also your students, aren’t we?” a group of female students complained.

For a moment, Theodore was surrounded by them. Leila didn’t care about them, and her mind was already in the utter space. Taking the chance that they didn’t pay attention to her, she escaped from the crowd.

She didn’t know if she was feeling sore or sweet in her heart, but the only words that continued flashing in her mind were “trust Vincent”.

When she reached the entrance of the university, Leila turned around and looked back. Theodore didn’t go after her. She breathed a sigh of relief. Then she went to the bus stop, standing below the stop board. While she was waiting for the bus, her phone rang -- it was a call from her mother. “Hello, Leila. I saw the newspaper when going to the fresh market. Why is it said that Vincent has a son? And the boy was a few years old already. It has evidence and sounds so real. What on earth is going on?”

Leila was startled, realizing that her mother was worried. She could only comfort her mother, “Mom, it’s all fake. How could Mr. White have a son? Please don’t overthink.”

“Leila, but your sister confirmed with me that it’s Vincent’s son.”