A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 78 I Am Filthy

"Then are you willing to take a woman who had sex with another man last week? Would you? Would you take a woman who has other children? I mean I have other children besides Dan! I was with the child's father last week. Would you still take me?" She almost lost her temper and she looked disappointed, painful, and hopeless, "William Jones, I am telling you this! I am even worse than a prostitute. I am less dignified than a whore! I was never intended to start a relationship with any man. I just wanna live a peaceful life. So please, stop screwing around me. Tell me, what should I do so that you'd leave me alone?" Why was he always like this? She really can't afford to screw around with him! She just wanted to live an ordinary life. She would rather be strangers with him!

William suddenly narrowed his eyes and took a step back with a blank look. The way she acted made him feel sorry for her. It made him guilty to see her disgrace and looked down upon herself like this. He never expected that she was deeply hurt. Suddenly he was afraid of how painful she would be when she knew the truth! How should he tell her?

He suddenly pulled her and held her face. He then lifted her chin up, and forced her to make eye contact with him, "Sherry, I'm sorry!"

She was startled. Tears of sorrow were in her eyes. He looked almost as sad as her. "I don't need your apology. Please stop bothering me, okay? I'm very tired! Really really tired!" She looked at him and said. She wasn't sure if it was because of him, Sierra, or the kid. She suddenly realized that she couldn't afford to die at this moment! There wasn't even a corner for her to hide when she wanted to cry.

"I'm sorry!" He didn't know what to say anymore besides sorry!

"Stop insulting me, will you?" She sounded a little aggrieved.

"Okay!" He agreed.

"Do you really hate me?" He murmured as he stared at her. There were countless undercurrents flashed in his deep-set eyes. His look was like a predator ready to swallow its prey. However he kept being rational.

She shook her head, "I don't hate you. I hate myself! I'm filthy. I mean it, stay away from me! Don't ruin your purity. OK?"

He stood still and his voice sounded nasal. He kissed on her forehead. "Silly girl, you are not filthy. No one can look down on you!"

Her heart sank. The kiss hit her like a hammer. It was heavy and complicated. She looked at him in hesitance. There were regrets in his eyes, so she was lost at the moment.

"You don't understand!" She lowered her head. A tear fell, and he caught it. The tear was burning hot in his palm.

"I do!" He said stubbornly.

But she pushed him abruptly and left as if to flee.

William was left in the room and he looked inexplicably melancholy. At one point he didn't know where to go, "Sorry..."

Sherry ran into someone and suddenly raised her head. Through blurry eyes, she wiped away the tears, and she saw that it was Morrie.

"Is it you? Mr. Rainville?"

Morrie was also surprised about running into Sherry everywhere. "Uh! It's you!"

"Why are you here?" Sherry was a little surprised. She saw him at Rowland's last time and ran into him again today. Was he related to the Rowland's? "Mr. Rainville, can you tell me where is my son? You must know where that person lives, right?"

Morrie was shocked. Just then, William walked out. When he looked up, he saw Sherry and Morrie standing in front of the house.

Morrie looked at them in helplessness.

William shook his head slightly. Morrie sighed, "Actually, Miss Murray. I don't know anything. I don't even know what that person looks like, so I can't tell you anything!"

"You have never seen him?" Her heart was as if just been emptied while murmuring. Her tears couldn't stop dripping.

Morrie couldn't stand seeing her cry. However William came over. "Hello! Mr. Rainville!"

Seeing them greeting each other, Sherry wiped her tears in panic. But the tears came down soon after they were wiped off.

William walked over to check on her. He then over a handkerchief, "Are you OK?"

Instead of replying him, she wiped the tears with the back of her hand. Suddenly she was taken aback and asked sharply, "You know each other?"

William frowned, and then nodded, "Yes, I have a business relationship with Mr. Rainville!" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Isn't he Rowland's manager?" Sherry remembered meeting him last time.

"No! I'm not Rowland's manager. I happen to have a business relationship with Mr. Rowland!" Morrie immediately explained.

Although Sherry was suspicious, she didn't know what to ask anymore. She was a little disappointed and turned and walked away.

Morrie asked worriedly as she was leaving, "Was that appropriate?"

"I have no way to back down!" William sighed. "Don't show up at the company and here for now!"

"Okay!" Morrie was a little surprised, "I will go to Austria on a business trip then. Give me a call when you want me back at work!"

"Sorry about that!" William patted him on the shoulder.

"Sherry, what's the matter with you?" Sierra was a little worried when she saw Sherry crying on her way out.

Sherry raised her head to look at her. She was shocked and wiped her tears. She wouldn't let Sierra see her tears and entered indifferently.

"Sherry!" Sierra grabbed her arm, "What happened to you?"

She pushed her hand away angrily, "What do you want? Do I know you?"

"Sherry!" Sierra's expression looked complicated, "I know... I shouldn't have said that just now..."

"Ma'am, you can live a noble life. I don't know you!" Sherry wanted to leave.

Sierra held her back, "Sherry, why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Why did she care about her? She didn't know her. She just said she didn't know her, did she? So, what does she want from her now? Why would she care about her? "Don't pull me! Let go!" She said coldly.

"Sherry, don't be like this. People are going to hear us!" Sierra looked around worriedly. Fortunately, there were few people at the entrance at night, only a few bodyguards. Sierra knew those people. They weren't gossipy.

"I am fine! I am not afraid of anything! Let go! Do I know you? Should I know you?" She felt sad, "If I remember correctly, we just met, right?"

"Sherry!" Sierra yelled in a low voice, "Shall we talk? Can we talk?"

"Let go!"

There were mixed feelings in Sierra's eyes, "Sherry, you know I had no choice. I really didn't mean to do it on purpose! Can you please let me explain?"

She sneered, "I don't want to know!"

She suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe. Why is fate so unfair?

Sierra held her hand tight and said eagerly, "Sherry, your father..."

"Let go!" Sherry's body stiffened suddenly. She shook off her hand. William happened to walk pass by them, seeing them pulling and pushing from a distance. He looked at them in confusion. "What's wrong?" William walked over.

When Sierra saw William, she immediately let go of Sherry's hand in panic.

Sherry didn't look back. Her body stiffened and walked into the hall with straightened back.

"Mrs. Jones, do you know her?" William gazed at Sierra's face, felt that her graceful and luxurious face was familiar.

After she heard the question, Sierra was embarrassed and hurriedly said, "No, I don't know her!"

She was obviously lying!

Why did Mrs. Jones know Sherry? William was puzzled. But why did Mrs. Jones lie? He stared at Sherry as she was leaving. He then looked at Sierra, with thoughts in his mind.

"Mr. Rowland, Ashley is looking for you!" Sierra quickly controlled her emotions and put on a decent smile, "What did you think of my sweetheart?"

William just raised the corners of his lips, "Miss Jones is very lively!"

The two of them walked into the hall as they said, John was looking for him!

"Dad! What's the matter?" William took a glass of wine and walked over. Payne and Ashley were sitting not far away and talking. The elderly seemed a little concerned about their marriage.

After William sat down, he gazed around. In the end he saw Liam and Leon's figures. Seeing Liam was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, William looked sad and in pain under his thick hair. His eyes flashed with cold light.

"What do you think of Miss Jones?" John asked in a low voice.

He had already talked with Payne just now, and their family was looking forward to their marriage. They didn't care if he has a child.

William sneered at his father, "Dad, that is impossible!"

"Why? I saw you were having a good time with Miss Jones!"

"I was?" William raised an eyebrow. His voice sounded cold and arrogant. It upset John.

"Do you like her?"

"No!" William answered indifferently, "I will bring Samuel's mother back. So don't force me to have a blind date again!"

"Samuel's mother?" John was astonished. After raising his voice, he worried that others might hear him. He immediately looked around, lowered his voice and said, "No way!"

"Do you still want to stop me?" William held the wine glass tight in anger.

"I can't let a surrogate be the hostess of our family! The stain on her will never be cleaned up!" John was a very traditional man and couldn't accept it at all, "You can contact her, ask her to be your mistress. Do whatever you want, but the hostess of the Rowland family mustn't have any flaws!"

"Then go find an angel!" William sneered and stood up. He felt weak at the moment because there was no common between them.

"I am so pissed!" John was upset. He stood up and left in a hurry.

Ashley suddenly came over, "Where did you go, Will? I was looking for you, but you were nowhere to be found!"

William gazed at her disguised face and smiled, "You don't have to force yourself!"

"Will, what do you mean?" Ashley was stunned, pretending to be puzzled.

"You know it clearly! I know you contacted the reporters outside." William put down the wine glass. She was too naive to fool him!

Ashley's expression froze, "What reporter, I have no idea!"

William slowly raised his head, made eye contact with Ashley. But she looked away immediately, "Don't lie if you are not good at lying!"ÛÛÛÛ‒‒‒‒‒‒

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