“Me, too!” The other girl said. “I am sad. Why did he marry a bitch? How could that woman match up with him? He is so poor!”
“It doesn’t matter. They’ll get divorced anyway!”
“Yes, I think so. How long do you think their marriage can last?”
“One year!”
“Well, I think it won’s last for over a year! How could an illegitimate daughter be worthy of Marley? He is more handsome than a movie star. Only a woman of good appearance and background can match up with him. I heard that the mother of that illegitimate daughter used to be a whore. If Vinnie and his parent didn’t die in an air crash, the illegitimate daughter would not have been called back home by Patriarch!”
“Yes…”
Sylvie listened to their conversation and suddenly lost the appetite. She just stared at the beef noodles in the bowl. Finally, she took out a piece of tissue, wiped her lips, got up and left.
Yes! If Vinnie had been alive, she wouldn’t have been home.
It was getting dark. She took a deep breath and walked to the bus stop.
If she didn’t need to give Marley the documents, she would go back to her own house. She looked down at the documents in the bag and sighed. She really did not want to see him, because she was afraid of him!
She got to the bus stop, and the bus hadn’t come yet. Sylvie squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, waiting for the bus.
In the distance, a man in white Bugatti held the steering wheel with one hand, and put his other hand on the window. He didn’t look frivolous at all in purple shirt, but looked seducing. With the first two buttons unbuttoned, his solid and lean chest was exposed. He threw a glance and saw the woman in the bus stop!
Looking at her from a distance, Marley squinted his eyes. On the second day after they got married, they were busy with their own things. That disgusting woman was waiting for the bus, which surprised him very much. She was the daughter of the Mccarthy family, but she was waiting for the bus in the stop. Cassius proposed so many conditions, but he forgot to buy his granddaughter a car? If she didn’t know how to drive a car, she could hire a driver!
Look at her. She was like a student in a T-shirt, jeans and sneakers. She was really simple… That was his description about her.
When she saw the bus coming, Sylvie was relieved. She hoped that she could return to her house after giving the documents.
Marley saw her get on the bus and somehow followed the bus.
The bus was driven slowly and stopped at every stop. People got on and off the bus.
His car was in the left rear of the bus. Sylvie sat by the window and looked at the scenery outside. She kept a calm face and put on a faint smile occasionally.
Marley stared at her with mixed feelings.
When the bus stopped at HB Road, Sylvie got off.
It took nearly half an hour to walk from the bus stop to the villa. She had to walk because there are no buses in the villa area. Unlike her, people living here were rich and all had a car.
“Take a taxi?” The taxi driver stopped in front asked her with passion.
“No, thank you!” Sylvie refused him with a faint smile. She knew there would be taxi drivers waiting here.
Sylvie was walking along the coastal road. A car passed her. The wind blew her hair. She fixed her hair casually without feeling frustrated.
The man in Bugatti looked at her through the rearview mirror and frowned slightly. He reversed the car, stopped it at the side and saw Sylvie coming towards him from the rearview mirror.
As she passed Bugatti, he got out of the car.
Sylvie turned her gaze when she heard the car door open and she paused for a moment. Marley said in a low and mocking voice, “Why don’t you take a taxi?”
She stopped and decided to give the bag to him since she met him here by accident. She didn’t answer his question. Instead, she took out the kraft bag, walked around the car, walked up to him, and handed it to him, “Patriarch asked me to give it to you!”
Her fair hand holding the kraft bag seemed even more tender and fairer under the street light. It caught his attention. He frowned slightly, reached out to take it, opened it, and glanced at it. “Are you satisfied?”
Sylvie didn’t know why he was angry and thought that it may hurt his self-esteem. She said, “My task is done. I have to go. You can call me if you need my help!”
Marley looked down at her without speaking. He pursed his lips, and grasped the paper more tightly.
Sylvie was stunned. Thinking that he might not have her number, she took out a post-it note and a pen from her bag, wrote her number and passed it to him, “This is my phone number!”
He didn’t take it but looked at her coldly.
“Mr. Hughes, I know you don’t want to marry me. Me, neither. We have our own purposes. I hope we can live in peace before you achieve your purposes.” She said in a very calm voice. “Since you don’t want my number, forget it. I’ll go first!”
She turned to leave.
“Where are you going?” His voice was low but there was a touch of doubt and sarcasm in it, as if he was mocking her.
“I have my house. We’ve been married and you’ve got what you wanted. I just want to live alone!” Sylvie said indifferently.
“Give it to me!” He reached out.
She looked at his large hands in bewilderment.
“Your number!” He said in a deep voice.
This young master was difficult to wait on. If he was not Marley, she must turn around and leave, but things went contrary to her wishes. He was her benefactor, so she could only wrong herself.
Marley took the post-it note and put it into his pocket.
He put it into the pocket casually. She turned her gaze at the sea. The sea breeze blew in the face, with moist air. She looked up at the sea not afar. There were obscure beacon lights on the sea at night. She felt it warm but fuzzy.
She looked at the distant lighthouse with a light smile.
Marley frowned and caught a touch of loneliness, sadness and even self-mockery in her dark eyes. Sylvie indeed had mixed feelings.
“You decide to move out?” Marley had not expected her to do so.
“Yes, we can live our own lives. When you think it’s time to get divorced, just tell me.” Sylvie thought it was better for them to live in separate houses. After all, they felt it awkward to get along with each other. If they were forced to be together, it would only affect their lives.
“Did you say that on purpose. How can you possibly get divorced to me?” He said in a cold voice, “If so, why do you get married to me by all means?”
Hearing that, Sylvie felt shocked and a little amused. It turned out that he thought about her that way, but she didn’t care at all. “It doesn’t matter whatever you think. It’s time for me to go now.”
With that said, she just left without giving him any chance to speak.
Marley saw her back. She was carrying a one-shoulder canvas bag, walking quickly, farther and farther away. Marley put on a mocking smile and just felt her back seemed so lonely.
She didn’t even take a taxi.
He watched her get on a bus. He clenched the bag, snorted and walked to his car. That was good. They would be embarrassed if they were together. It was just a marriage for connections and the humiliation he suffered in his lifetime.
Sylvie sat on the bus, looking at the high buildings, city square and green vegetation out of the window. City B was very beautiful. It was both familiar and strange to her because she left here four years ago and had just come back.
Sylvie did not expect Marley would call her in the next morning.
She was woken by the phone, took the phone, and answered the phone. When Marley heard the hoarse voice from the other end, he could not help frowning, “Where are you?”
Hearing Marley’s voice, Sylvie came to her senses and got up. “Mr. Hughes?”
***
“Your grandpa asked you to come to the Mccarthy to report for duty on next Monday!” He said in a cold and impatient tone.
“Got it!” Sylvie knew about it, but she didn’t expect to report for duty so soon.
Today was Friday, so she would start working in three days.
Marley didn’t want to talk more and hung up the phone.
Sylvie held the phone, listened to the beeping sound from the other side, and felt sober. She had to be his secretary for half a year and looked at his cold face. Thinking about it, she was a bit afraid.
On Saturday.
Sylvie met a woman gorgeously dressed when she was shopping in the mall. Although that woman was over forty years old, she was still very attractive. When she came face-to-face with that woman, Sylvie lowered her head and wanted to walk away quickly.