A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 1006 InterContinental Century City

"Rogue!" Rae sniffed, her face still flushed!

Marcel didn't say anything else, glance at her, and the two went downstairs together.

After they got to the hospital and bought some cold medication, Marcel bought a bottle of water for Rae to take the medicine first!

Sitting in the car, she squinted her eyes in a daze. Most of the cold medication was like this. After taking it, people tended to get sleepy.

Rae was no exception. After having it, she felt lazy and unwilling to move. She leaned on the back of the chair and wanted to sleep. So between half asleep and half awake, they arrived at InterContinental Century City.

When Marcel got out of the car, he didn't call her, and came over to hold her.

Rae did not refuse. She was greedy for the temperature of being held in his arms, and the gentleness and familiar masculine breath when she was taken care of, so she put her arms around his neck and cuddled against him. She rubbed the side of his neck lightly, and after finding a good position, she yawned again. Her delicate red lips moved, and she slowly closed her eyes.

She had a cold and the nose was also red. Her lips parted to breathe, making the lips look red and reveal the ultimate elegance and charm.

Marcel lowered his head, and Rae just yawned, so Marcel accurately captured the softly trembling lips when the pink mouth was opened, and the upper lip slowly rubbed against the lower lip when the mouth was slowly closed, as if she was sucking something and inviting him silently.

The corners of his eyes were wet because of sleepiness, and the long black feather-like eyelashes slowly fluttered, like a fan feather lightly scratching his heart!

His body became hot again.

His black eyes moved slightly. Tonight, he would let her go to have a rest. Her body was too weak to withstand his daily work.

Going upstairs and putting Rae on the bed and covering the quilt, Marcel ordered a takeaway.

After he came back, Rae was already asleep.

Seeing Rae falling asleep, Marcel looked softly at her for a while. Seemingly determined, he picked up the phone, made a call, and soon the call was connected, Marcel said to the phone, "Grandpa, I want household register!"

Marcel stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with eyes as deep as the night sky staring indifferently at the tens of millions of lights that flickered below. His expression was very quiet, and there was a cigarette that had just burned one-third between his fingers. There was a faint smell of cigarettes in the air.

"Why?" An old voice came over there, but it was mixed with faint joy.

"Get married!" Marcel said two words calmly. It turned out to be so simple, as long as he was sure, he won't be entangled! It's just that he can't marry Rae, the person he wanted to marry was Natalie! He needed to restore Natalie's identity before they get married! But before that, he must prepare everything!

"Thinking it clearly?" Francis Hopkins asked.

"Right!"

Francis just laughed, "Bad boy, I arranged a blind date for you before, but you refused. Do you fall in love with a girl in City B?"

"Grandpa!" Marcel smiled, "Yes! I fell in love with her after I came here!"

"You've only been there for a short time." Francis was a little surprised. "It's only a few months in total?"

"She used to be my younger female schoolmate!" Marcel said again.

"Did you remember?" Francis's voice had a hint of uncertain joy.

There seemed to be a trace of regret in Marcel's face. "No, I still can't remember that memory. I just checked some things and I know that she is my younger female schoolmate. We have met before. We should have known each other for six or seven years, so I don't want to miss her!" Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Oh!" Francis said suddenly, "Okay, I will let your dad send it to you! Bring the girl back and show me!"

"..." Marcel didn't answer.

"Your dad is going to invest in City B. I know this. He actually knew you go to City B and wanted to get closer to you. Don't be too repulsive!" Francis tried to persuade him. "I already know the bastard of your father outside!"

Marcel was slightly startled. Right, how this kind of thing could be hidden from the shrewd and wise grandpa.

"Grandpa, what do you want to say, just say it!" Marcel said in a deep voice. He knew that Francis wanted to tell him something.

"Can you not be so smart?" Francis said jokingly, "Anyway, you are my most proud grandson!"

Marcel heard the implication in the words. He looked at the lights outside and said, "You mean you want me to live in peace with him, right?"

"Marcel, the same blood is flowing in your bodies!" Francis said again.

"Not the same!" Marcel said in a deep voice. "Grandpa, I don't have such cold blood in my bones, Benjamin is different!"

"Oh?" Francis was startled again, and asked, "Have you met Benjamin?"

"If Grandpa just wants me to accept him, there is no problem at all! However, my father must guarantee my mother's interests, this is what I want to say! I don't care about the rest!" Marcel's tone was completely formulaic.

"Marcel!"

"Grandpa," Marcel interrupted Francis calmly. "My mother also made great efforts for Hopkins Group and it made great achievements today, won't you deny this?"

Francis did not answer.

Marcel said again, "Do you want to use this to force me to inherit my dad's business, or do you really want me to accept Benjamin? Or did you not expect that I would agree to accept Benjamin so happily?"

"Brat!" Francis laughed, "This is what your father meant! He doesn't know Benjamin very well. He wants to use him to force you back, but you still want to be a policeman!"

"I'll go back and get the household register by myself!" Marcel said in a deep voice. "No need for my dad to come!"

"Don't want to meet him?"

"Yes!" Marcel confessed, "I will go back tomorrow!"

"Sure, let's talk again when you come!"

After hanging up the phone, Marcel turned around in silence, put out cigarettes he had just tasted in the ashtray of the coffee table, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

When he walked into the bedroom and looked at the sleeping person on the big bed, there was a deep feeling of tenderness in his eyes.

The person on the bed had long eyelashes like a fan, a straight and elegant nose, a small and attractive mouth, and the pupil that looks like this worldly thing and seems to be able to trace the soul through everything, but unfortunately, they were closed now, he can’t see them.

However, looking at the sleeping girl in this way, Marcel lost consciousness for a while.

Finally, he sighed gently, went to bed, and rested.

The next day happened to be Saturday.

Rae had a cold, so after drinking Marcel's ginger soup and taking the medicine, she was much better the next day. When she received Adam's call early in the morning, Marcel was outside and Rae was answering the phone in the bedroom.

She subconsciously went to see Marcel and found that he hadn't come in, so she answered the phone.

"Hey!"

"Rae, I'm ready, where shall we meet?"

"Can you take a taxi to the hospital?" Rae asked.

"Yes! I can go, I will go now!"

"Then be careful, we will meet at the gate of the hospital, and I will take you to the doctor!" Rae said, "I will go out now and arrive after half an hour!"

"OK!"

Rae got up to wash. Marcel saw her getting up, walked over and touched her forehead first. "Today is weekend, you can get more sleep!"

"It's okay, I have something and need to go out!" Rae said.

"Where to go?"

"Go to the hospital!" Rae looked at him. She had a guilty conscience. She didn't want Marcel to know that she took Adam to check the legs because she was afraid that Marcel would misunderstand. After all, all the previous unhappiness between them was due to Adam, and the last time they met Adam, Adam said that Rae had slept with him before, so Rae was more worried now!

If they met again, she can't prove herself, and Adam told Marcel again, wouldn't she be in a worse situation?

These were all Rae's concerns.

"You have a cold now, but you still want to go to the hospital?" Marcel meant she will infect her mother.

Rae also heard what he meant, "I'm not going to see my mother, I'm going to meet a friend!"

Marcel frowned and asked expressionlessly, "Man or woman?"

Rae was taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Marcel asked again, "I ask you, will you meet a man or a woman?"

"Are you jealous?" Rae came back to her senses and asked him subconsciously.

But Marcel nodded seriously, "Yes, I do feel a little jealous!"

Rae was shocked. Marcel was jealous? Was this possible?

She looked at him dumbfounded.

Marcel stood there motionless and looked down at Rae. His eyes seemed to swallow her, Rae was scared, and hurried to escape, but Marcel grabbed her wrist with a big hand and prevented Rae from moving.

Rae could only look at him. Marcel pulled her wrist. She struggled, couldn't get rid of it, so she could only give up.

"What are you doing? I will be late!" She glanced at him with a frown. Her light and indifferent lip line was like a blooming rose flower. At this moment, Marcel's eyes were shining like a star.

"That means, it must be a man! Forget it, don't go!" His low voice was filled with sensual dumbness, which was very charming. Before Rae could react, he pulled her into his arms. He kissed her with an extremely domineering and irresistible posture.

She smelled his peculiar fragrance of his body and after several trials, his hot tongue flicked across her mouth, tasting her and plundering her breath.

Her fingers were clasped tightly by him, and within a short while, their palms were sweaty. She was also stunned for an instant, and then there was a wireless tenderness in her heart, which was what she longed for most. In every morning, the man she loved can give her a French kiss after he waked up. So at this moment, even though the time was up, Rae was still a little greedy, letting him kiss her fiercely.

After a long time, suddenly her breath was coming in short bursts. She raised her hands subconsciously, stopped for a while in the air behind him, and finally still gently hugged his strong waist.