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A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 285

Bang-- The door was opened.

Vincent appeared at the door with a livid face. He glared at her, his face extremely terrifying.

Leila was startled at the door for a moment. He had dark circles under his eyes and stubble on his chin, his chest exposed, and he only wore a pair of boxer shorts that showed the bulge between his thighs. Leila was at a loss. Although he looked quite decadent and leisure, he also looked extremely seductive.

Leila was in a daze while standing at the door, attracted by his charisma. She looked dull and forgot to react.

“What’s up?” He looked at her with a cold face. Noticing her dull gaze, he frowned.

“Are you all right? Have you caught a cold?” Leila immediately went back to her senses, blushed. He had been wearing the wet clothes for a long time last night, and then he got angry and left her room smashing the door because his desire wasn’t satisfied. She was quite worried as well as guilty.

Vincent left the door, turned around, and walked into his room.

Worried, Leila followed him in. “Vincent, are you truly fine? You don’t feel very well, do you? Are you on fever?”

Then she smelt something strange.

When Leila walked in, she thought she walked into a sterilizing room that was full of the smell of the disinfectant.

It was so strong that she couldn’t help coughing.

Looking down, she was shocked by the used tissues on the floor. “Vincent, did you get cold for real? Have a runny nose?”

With a livid face, Vincent turned around and glared at Leila, pressing his lips tightly.

Leila gaped, wondering what she had said wrong. “Say something!”

Vincent frowned and glared at her again as if he was glaring at an enemy.

Leila was completely puzzled. Looking at him, she was annoyed because she couldn’t understand what he meant based on his expression. She could only reach out and touched his forehead. When her cool hand touched his forehead, Vincent immediately pulled it down. With a gloomy face, he said with a frown, “I don’t have a cold.”

“Then those used tissues--” Leila lowered her head and found there were used tissues on the bed. Gosh! His bed was extremely messy as if it was trampled on.

Instantly, she blushed.

“You--” She dared not to continue with her thoughts, afraid what had happened was the same as she realized.

Vincent tilted his head and looked at her. Seeing her blushed face, he rolled his eyes. “Yes, it’s the same as what you’re thinking. Stupid woman!”

Leila gaped.

‘Gosh! He masturbated! He didn’t have the chance to torture me, so he targeted on this bed, didn’t he?’ she thought to herself.

Leila was totally shocked.

Vincent didn’t care what she was thinking. He just said, “Clean the room. Then cook for me. I’m starved.”

Then he lay on the bed on his stomach, looking worn out.

Leila was agape because of the embarrassment. She was almost killed by the shyness. He had produced so many used tissues on the floor, which showed how terrible his battle was last night.

Didn’t he have so many dates? Why did he have to masturbate? Leila didn’t have the guts to figure out such questions, so she lowered her head and found the broom. It turned out that the smell of the disinfectant came from his sperm. Leila couldn’t help wondering how much of his sperm would have made his room full of the smell of disinfectant. She forced herself to stop thinking in such an evil way.

She couldn’t imagine Vincent in such away.

With the broom in her hands, she didn’t dare to look at Vincent at all. She immediately opened the window and let the sunshine come in. It rained half of the night, so the air now was refreshed. As soon as the window was opened, the smell in the room was swept away.

Vincent was lying on the bed, squinting at her, who was sweeping the floor with a blushed face. The longer he watched her, the darker his face went.

Feeling the chill sent down from her spine, Leila looked back occasionally and met his sharp eyes. Instantly, she lowered her head in fear.

The strong smell of a man occupied the whole room. Leila had never expected that Vincent would do such a thing. She had gained some relevant knowledge in her Health Physiology Class. She knew that part of men and women would masturbate when they become sexually mature. However, much to her surprise, the handsome and elegant Vincent would also do so.

Well--

His image in her heart had been ruined.

Vincent kept staring at her. He felt soreness and weakness of his waist and knees because of his immoderate behavior last night. In fact, it was mainly because that he was unhappy. He felt sorry for himself.

Leila was in an oversized T-shirt, which wrapped her petite body, making her look extremely dainty and cute as a mini porcelain doll. She was now looking down shyly, trying her best to sweep the garbage he had made. Some of the mucus went directly on the floor, becoming quite sticky. She needed to use the mop to clean the stains.

After she finished sweeping, Leila went to find the mop to clean the whole room. Then she found a clean bedsheet from the closet and whispered, “Vincent, could you get up for a moment? I’ll change the bedsheet for you.”

“I’m exhausted,” he uttered a few words with a frown.

“If I don’t wash it on time, the stains couldn’t be removed at all.” She had seen another area of stain on it just now. She guessed that he had dirtied it last night by accident.

He frowned again.

She stood next to the bed with the set of clean beddings in her arms. She said awkwardly, “I’ll do it very fast.”

Reluctantly, Vincent got up. Leila didn’t dare to look at him at all, because he was wearing only boxer shorts, making her so uneasy. She was so scared that she dared not to take a single glance.

Vincent moved to the sofa. He was not in a hurry to put on any clothes. Leila put the clean beddings aside, removed the dirty ones, and then changed them.

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