A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 448 Showing Up to Apologise

Arthur's thick brows frowned slightly as he sighed, Vincent was indeed a fool. He almost just told him that Leila was here, but not only was he not grateful for it, he even interrogated him. He had truly understood how far his dominance and possessiveness could go.

"Yes! I hid her, so what?" Arthur replied slowly after a moment of silence. His tone showed his coldness, "Do you want to fight again? Did you come here to fight?"

Vincent's stunned, he did not come here to argue. He was here to ask for Leila's forgiveness.

Leila already entered the living room.

Arthur reached out to stop him. "Vincent, you must change your ways, you cannot ask for forgiveness by being so progressive!"

Vincent's expression darkened as he replied coldly, "It's none of your business, and we need to talk when I get back!"

At this moment, Leila walked out again and pulled on Arthur's hand, as she said quietly, "Arthur, stop talking so much nonsense with people who are not worth it, let's get inside! You must be tired after rushing here from so far away. I have some cold drinks that I've prepared for Miss Spencer, come here and have some!"

Watching as their hands entwined was as piercing as a needle prick, Vincent held back his jealousy and suppressed his tone, "Leila, I was wrong, let's go back!"

Arthur did not enter the house and Miss Spencer did not seem to be home as well. He glanced at Leila as he said, "Did Grandaunt go out to sell her flowers? I'll go out to see if she's coming back! I'll come back for the cold drink later!"

Leila knew that he was trying to allow her and Vincent to have a good talk. For everything he had done for her, how could she ever repay him?

Leila was exasperated, and she entered the house once more.

Arthur glanced at Vincent, "Get in, and just say what you should say!"

Vincent gave Arthur a long look, and he entered the room.

In the room, Leila stared at him coldly. The two locked eyes with each other, as a shapeless chillness spread through the room.

Leila sat on the couch and did not look at Vincent. She had just managed to escape, and he had already followed her here. She did not expect that he would manage to find her no matter where she went. "Leila... I know that I was wrong, I've wronged you!"

Outside the house, Arthur's heart could not help but pulsate with pain. His long lashes lowered themselves and hid its loneliness, his straight silhouette seeming to be stiffened. He strode and walked out of the yard, lit up a cigarette and began to smoke it slowly.

Leila turned her head over and smiled coldly at him, her words were cruel, "Vincent, did you make a mistake? How could you possibly be wrong?"

Vincent's stunned as his eyes showed a slight uneasiness, "I was wrong, and it's too late for me to regret now. Leila, I know that this is my child, mine!"

His eyes landed on her abdomen; his child was here. He had thought that he would never be able to have a child again in this lifetime! Yet she carried his child, life was just so miraculous and unbelievable. It was the symbol of their love.

"I'm sorry, but it's not! It's not!" Leila denied, her expression complicated. When he said it was then it was, but when he said it was not then it was not. How was it possible? "This isn't your child; how could it possibly be your child?"

"I was wrong!" Vincent knelt before her.

Leila looked at him coldly, "So you apologise when you're wrong, but when you're not wrong you can just hurt me? Who are you to just do whatever you want? Do you want all of us to play along?"

A pang of deep pain appeared in Vincent's eyes, "I had jumped to conclusions, I had accused you wrongly, it was my fault!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He reached and held on her tiny hand, grasping it tightly.

Leila resisted his grip instinctively, but she could not overcome his strength, so she could only glare at him, "Let go of me, you let go of me!"

Vincent's face showed a pleading expression as pain flashed through his eyes. His large hand covered her tinier ones, as he begged hoarsely, "What do you want? I'll give you anything if you wanted it. Stop torturing yourself and me, please?"

Leila tried hard to fling away from his grasp, but his arms were as solid as metal, "Let go of me! I don't want anything but only for you to stay away from me!"

Vincent's passionate declaration had been returned with her refusal without hesitation, he held onto her tightly and buried his head on her legs, as he roared deeply and hoarsely, "No way! Only this I cannot do You know I can't let go!"

Leila felt a tremble upon her heart, and she frowned.

He was like this every time, whenever he apologised, he would throw a tantrum like a child, she could not help but soften.

But once she remembered his hurtful words, her heart went cold, "Some things are not to be as what you want, please have some self-respect! There's no longer any relationship between us! If you really feel sorry and feel that you have indeed wronged me, then please stay away from me. It would be enough to give me peace of mind!"

Leila watched his unruly locks of hair and sighed inwardly once more. Since when did he who was so attentive to his appearance, made himself look this messy?

Vincent's entire body froze as his arms hugged Leila's legs gently, replying woefully, "What about you and the baby if I leave? Can you bear that the baby has no father?"

Leila paused and froze slightly, as her eyes glazed over. Yet she said again quickly, "The baby has a father, but it isn't you!"

"Leila, I know that the child is mine. I was wrong, please don't be angry anymore. Or if you're angry you can hit me to release your anger, but don't ignore me, don't chase me away! I'll protect you and the baby!" Vincent said. Thinking that he had a baby, his heart was quickly consumed by the overwhelming joy that he was going to be a father, and his voice became slightly hoarse, "Alright?" Leila felt quite uneasy as she replied coldly, "Let go of me first!"

Vincent hesitated slightly and he then released her. He slowly raised his eyes, the eyes were bloodshot due to not resting for the past few days, they looked exhausted.

Her clear, bright eyes watched Vincent calmly, as she said coldly, "I really cannot tolerate the fact that you have doubted me in such a way. So, you and I, we're not meant to end up together! I'm sorry, but please go back! Don't come disturbing my life ever again!"

"Leila..." Vincent's pupils became dark and woeful, his heart even felt like it was missing a piece, making him not feeling like himself, "Don't be so cruel!"

"You were the one who was cruel!" Leila shook her head coldly.

Vincent's complexion was nasty as his eyes filled with sorrow, "I had been wrong!"

Leila remained silent and turned her face away.

Vincent rubbed his temples as his eyes stayed on Leila. He did not know what he had to do just so that he could obtain her forgiveness. This cold and indifferent demeanour was making him feel helpless, as his deep, dark eyes filled with defeat stared at Leila who looked indifferent.

"Leila, what on earth should I do?" His low voice carried a sense of defeat, as Vincent's elongated figure stood up. Yet it seemed a little dispirited as he sat beside her, his dark eyes looking at Leila who was beside him in woe. What on earth could he do to make her forgive him?

"If there's nothing else, please leave," an indifferent and distant voice sounded. Leila met Vincent's examining gaze silently like a stranger, not softening at all for his words. She stood up and walked towards the door.

He immediately chased after and tugged onto Leila's hand instantly, stopping her action of going out from the door. Vincent sighed dispiritedly, he who was always confident and calm, and was this defeated for the first time. He did not know what to do for her to be willing to smile once more.

"Leila, I know that you're ignoring me because you're angry. But for our baby, please forgive me! I know that I'm wrong!"

"The baby is mine; it has nothing to do with you!" Leila's attitude was chilly, her gaze was also chilly as she retracted her arm. But Vincent's grip was tight, and she was unable to escape. Leila turned around indifferently, ignoring Vincent's begging demeanour at this moment as she replied ruthlessly, "Let go!"

She would rather raise the baby on her own than give him a chance? It looked like he had hurt her too deeply and made her so cold towards him, treating him like a stranger.

"Leila..." Vincent pulled Leila into his arms with one strong tug, his strong arms holding onto her slender body tightly, not allowing her any chance of escape. His sharp, black eyes seemed especially piercing at this moment as if he could see through her soul behind her indifference. "Do you know how important this child is to me? Do you know how important you are to me?"

"This isn't your child!" Once she thought of how cruel he had been when he accused her of cheating on him, she felt a piercing pain in her heart. Her cherry lips curled with a bitter smile as she lifted her head to look at Vincent. "How could this possibly be yours?"

She shook her head and saw that there was an obvious pain in his black eyes, only then that she pushed Vincent who was holding onto her away coldly. She opened the door and stepped out of the room in determined strides.

But watching Leila who was leaving, Vincent was stunned for a while, as a determination flashed through his dark eyes which were cleared of the defeated and hurt look just now. His bright, dark eyes seemed as if they were just filled with life once more, as they shone with confidence.

If she still said so it would mean that she was angry, if she was angry, it would mean that she still had feelings for him. It was just that she had been hurt too deeply, thus she was so cold. It was an extreme indifference showed on her face out of being disappointed to the limit.

He would make it up to her and treated her sincerely. If she remained here, he would never leave!

Making up his mind, Vincent walked outside as well.

Leila walked out of the room calmly, the yard was silent. Leila knew that Arthur was creating an opportunity for her and Vincent on purpose, he was indeed a good person!

Breathing in deeply, she suppressed all her expressions perfectly. Leila walked out looking for Arthur as if nothing had ever happened.

Vincent followed and walked out as well.

Watching as the two walked out one following another, Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"Get inside, Arthur, it's hot outside!"

"Alright!" Arthur glanced at Vincent again.

Vincent's face recovered its calmness as if he had calmed down immediately. Had she forgiven him? Arthur thought silently, thinking that Leila was too soft-hearted. But Vincent said to Arthur, "I'm leaving!" "Leaving?" Arthur was shocked.

"I'm not welcomed here!" Vincent lowered his voice.

"How could you leave? Didn't you two talk things through?" Arthur was shocked.

But Vincent had already walked towards his car without even looking once at Leila.

"Let's go inside!" Leila did not look at Vincent either, but she saw with the corner of her eye that he had not even look at her once. Her eyes although clear were mixed with a bit of sorrow. She then smiled towards Arthur, "Arthur?"

Vincent got inside the car. He squinted sharply, looking at the surroundings of this petite yard. This place was an old street in City R, and there was a single storey house with a yard that was laid out in the same way beside it. A strange light flashed through Vincent's eyes, and the corner of his lips curled up into a confident smile.

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