A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 464: Chacter 464 Till Death Do Us Part

Waiting for Renee alone in the departure lounge, Leila was so bored.

Vincent walked into the departure lounge after parking. He didn't know where she was, or if he could find Leila. But he still came.

Anyway, he might be able to meet her when Renee arrived. But what should he do when he saw her? Apologize? What should he do if she brushed him off?

Thinking of this, Vincent was annoyed again! Why was he so impatient? He knew that Leila could not believe him now, but he still kissed her.

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He wandered around in the departure lounge, searching for Leila wittingly or unwittingly.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure. It was Leila!

Vincent was surprised but worried, she was here!

Should he apologize?

Thinking of this, Vincent walked over and decided to face his mistakes. He thought that if a real man did the wrong thing, he would admit his mistake.

Hearing the footsteps, Leila raised her head slightly and froze at once. She saw Vincent. He stood one meter in front of her. Standing there, he was wrenching and guilty. With the deep-set eyes, he just looked at Leila without saying anything. She couldn't help feeling startled in this quiet atmosphere.

For a moment, it was as if the world and all the people had vanished, and the two of them were left alone.

Why was he here? Leila thought.

Both of them were silent. He stepped forward, and she was shocked again.

"Leila, I am so sorry about that. I am too impatient." He apologized.

Leila was taken aback, then she pulled the hands hard.

Did he just explain to her?

Did he come to the airport just for an apology?

With hesitation, Leila bowed her head and sat on the lounge chair. Her fingers pulled and unlocked each other. She was so upset, and said softly, "Actually, it's not a big deal."

"Don't you blame me?" Vincent was stunned, then surprised. He squatted in front of her at once.

Leila froze there for a moment, then looked up at him timidly. He was looking at her in surprise, and then sighed with relief and said, "I was so scared. I thought you were angry!" She was angry!

But she was just angry with herself!

Vincent sat down beside her. "I'll wait with you!"

"That's ok. Please go back!" Leila said.

"I'll be with you!" he insisted.

He was sitting next to her. Leila was sitting in a daze for a long time, and her mind was wholly taken up with the question-why would they still care about each other? Now she felt that she could not make a choice. She could not make a choice.

She stared at the ground, and her vision blurred. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Vincent said nothing, sitting next to Leila like a knight standing guard. Being a guard even without talking to her was very satisfying for him!

The people passing by looked at them sometimes, and Vincent frightened them with a cold eye.

Especially for men, they had rarely seen such a domineering person-they just sneaked a peek at the beautiful girl next to him, and then they encountered the hostile eyes of him.

"Huh? Isn't that Vincent?" Someone whispered.

"That woman looks like his ex-wife, didn't he just make a divorce announcement?"

"Yes! Is it how the celebrities maintain their fame today?"

"Possibly! The divorce probably was fake!"

"Oh my God! They are well-match!"

All of a sudden there were more buzzes.

Hearing the buzzes, Leila frowned.

Vincent was worried especially when her arch eyebrows frowned. He cast a cold glance at the people around. His eyes became hard, he thought that the people at the airport should be educated and would no gossip like the other people.

Leila stood up. There were still nearly two hours, she was afraid that they would draw people's attention when she was next to Vincent!

"Leila! Let's go to the car!" Ignoring everything else, Vincent reached out and took Leila's hand.

At this time, journalists were gathering up and suddenly blocking the way.

"Mr. White, didn't you just announce that you divorced Mrs. White? Why are you together today?"

"Mr. White, are you really divorced or not? Or was it just a hype?"

"Mr. White-"

Leila faced with such a scene with her lips tightened.

"Leila, don't be afraid!" Facing the flash, Vincent reached out and protected Leila in his arms. "Excuse me, let me through please!"

With her small head leaning against his firm chest, Leila was held in Vincent's arms. Listening to his steady heartbeat, she would feel relaxed suddenly even when something big was happening outside because he would protect her.

And she had been looking forward to the feeling for so long. You longed for it but didn't dare to touch it.

It was noisy around, they were trapped by the journalists and the pleasure-seeker, and it caused congestion immediately.

Journalists were everywhere! It was awful! They even didn't know how they showed up!

At this time, the airport staff showed up and put a stop to the journalists. One of them stepped forward and said: " Mr. White, please follow us to the VIP lounge!"

Vincent always protected Leila in his thick arms, and softly comforted her, "Leila, don't be afraid, we are going to the lounge now."

She knew she should keep silent, so Leila said nothing. Surrounded by crowds of journalists, she was panic and didn't know what to say. They were just like scourge!

"Mr. White, could you please talk about the relationship between you and Mrs. White?"

He realized that if he said nothing, it would be difficult to calm the situation. Facing the camera, he nodded and said, "I just say one thing!"

All the microphones were passed to him suddenly!

"Leila is my wife forever, and it will never change until death!" Vincent said and then went to the reserved lounge, escorted by the airport staff.

The journalists were shocked! Professing firmly and affectionately in the presence of the media, he was a real man! Some people marveled at him, and some admired him! Everyone looked at him admiringly. After entering the room with Leila, Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. They finally ducked out!

But Leila was still thinking about what Vincent said just now. He said that she was his wife forever, until death?!

Her mind was just like a well, and someone had just thrown down a huge stone, disturbing it.

With mixed feelings, she was startled by what he said.

Vincent said something to the staff, then Everyone left except them. Vincent saw that Leila was so nervous that she clasped the handle of her shoulder bag with both hands. She was so beautiful and pure as a

lily.

Hoping that she would never be hurt and always be happy, he wanted to protect her beauty impulsively.

Vincent went up to her, he stooped and asked slowly with warm eyes, "Are you scared?"

Leila was in a trance with eyes slid out of focus, just not looked at him.

"Sit down and have a rest. We will go out when the time comes." Watching her keep silent, he didn't dare to speak.

There was a distant look in her eyes. Her mind was thrown down a small stone, and it rippled.

The words "it will never change until death" freaked her out.

She wanted to ask him if it was true, but she bitted it back.

She kept his head down and sat down quietly.

He was stunned for a moment and happier because her appearance betrayed her that she was shocked by his words just like the other journalists.

So a bright smile showed up on his solemn face again, proud but treacherous. he knew that she would be touched! He had to find a way to make her feel moved.

She didn't know what he was thinking...

Leila finally brought back to himself. As soon as she looked up, she saw Vincent smiling weirdly. He was originally an extremely good-looking man, with manly facial features and wise eyes, deep, handsome, and mysterious, which would catch the eye of every woman.

However, she didn't know why she suddenly felt that his smile was very treacherous and cunning. He seemed to have some plot, that was why he smiles so weirdly.

Facing Leila's curious eye, Vincent leaned on the sofa, shrugged his shoulders, and squinted at Leila as a frustrated look crossed her face, "Leila, were you just scared?" "No!" Leila denied.

She was not afraid of the media; she just didn't want to be in trouble. She didn't want that her private life spectacularly unraveled, she just wanted to be an ordinary person and lived a simple life, and that was all.

She was so scared that she just didn't say anything. She still played the fool. He saw through her little game and smiled like a fox.

Leila saw him laughing treacherously, and his blatant smile was so obtrusive. She didn't know why he laughed like that, but it must be not good for her. So Leila rolled her eyes and snorted coldly, then turned away and didn't looked at him.

A trace of puzzlement flitted across her cold little face. He didn't ask anything. But that's ok. She just didn't know why a sense of despair flashed in her mind.

Vincent looked at Leila's side face with affectionate eyes. He just loves her, even if what she was saying was not really what she was thinking. But he thought the words "it will never change until death" were very likely to cause ripples in her mind, then he felt confident immediately.

What was he laughing at? Why did he laugh when he entered the lounge after meeting so many journalists? He might be desperate!

Sneaking a look at him, Leila saw the bloodstains on the back of his hand. She froze for a moment. She was worried and her face twitched. Why did his hand get hurt? When did he get hurt?

Looking at the bloodstain, Leila froze for a minute, then she walked over.

Vincent looked up at her and smiled in surprise.

Leila frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

"No, nothing!" He shook his head without caring about his hands.

Looking at him with a taut face, Leila said flatly, "Give me your hand." But Leila felt a sharp pike of pains inexplicably, then she couldn't help but directly stretch out and hold Vincent's hand, looked down, and checked it carefully.

At this time, Vincent suddenly remembered that he had hit the wall with his fist before. And he noticed that his hand hurt when he thought of it.

"Oh! It's fine, just only a scratch!" Vincent immediately wanted to withdraw his hand, but Leila didn't let it go. With a painful look showed up on her cold face, her arch eyebrows frowned. This made Vincent feel

warm.

Leila's cold heart couldn't help become soft. "I'll get you some band-aids!" With that, she went out and asked the airport staff for a few band-aids, and then came back to put it on Vincent.

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