A Moment in Destiny

William took out one of the photobooks and opened it. For a moment, he fell into a trance; it was a picture of him and Lucille together. They were facing the camera together, his arm around her waist, and both of their faces gleaming with the bright smiles. In an instant, his expression looked dazed as if he had travelled back many years…

Seeing his expression, Sherry's face was as pale as a white sheet, and so were her lips.

Did this memory touch his innermost soul? Judging from his expression, he seemed to be deeply stuck in the memory and engrossed in it. Sherry lowered her head, not daring to look at such an expression on William's face again, because she was afraid her heart would really be broken…

It turned out that love really made people greedier. She couldn't believe that she didn't want him to look back on those good memories of the past. Sherry, you couldn't be like this!

She took a deep breath, looked down, and kept admonishing herself not to be so narrow-minded, not to be like this!

"Is this okay?" William handed the photobook to Jesse. He hadn't noticed Sherry's strangeness until this moment, perhaps because he was too careless, or because he simply didn't realize what was going on.

Jesse took the photobook from William and tried to get closer to Lucille, but she screamed. "Ah, don't burn me…"

Jesse immediately stopped in his tracks, not daring to take another step forward. Then he turned his attention to Sherry. "Miss Murray, please give it to her, she seems to trust you!"

Looking at the photobook handed to her, Sherry fell into a momentary daze. Her body swayed and her face was almost transparently white, but she eventually nodded and agreed, "Alright!"

She didn't even know how she took the photobook, her hands seemed to be trembling.

"Miss Mclean, I found William for you. Can you see if he's the man you're looking for?" Sherry said, handing her the photobook.

William suddenly reacted, and it was only then he saw Sherry's face ghastly pale, while Sherry seemed to be afraid of being found out by William, she kept her head down and focused all her attention on Lucille.

Then, Lucille slowly raised her head as Sherry opened the photo album. "Look, this is a picture you and William used to take together. You are so beautiful! William is handsome too, is this him? Is he William?"

Lucille's attention was drawn back and her eyes fell on the group photo. She frowned in confusion at first, and after thinking for a long time, she suddenly exclaimed, "Yes, he seems to be Will, but why his eyes aren't blue?"

Sherry tried hard to hold back the hundred complicated feelings in her heart. She didn't look up as she didn't want anyone to see the vulnerability in her eyes. She just flipped through the photos and said, "Look, this is you! How beautiful you are!"

Lucille suddenly shook her head, twisting her hands together. "But I'm not pretty now, Will doesn't like me anymore!"

Everyone held their breath while William's eyes fell on Sherry's downcast head and felt damned. As he watched Sherry flip through the old photos of him and Lucille, he suddenly felt uneasy. He had neglected her feelings, dammit!

"How so? You're beautiful!" Sherry looked up.

At that moment, William saw that her face had been devoid of any color, and there seemed to be some lights in her eyes. Did she almost cry out? With that, his heart tangled so much that it hurt. How could he not consider Sherry's feelings?

anymore, her cheekbones were gaunt and high, her eyes were deep-set, and the corners of her eyes also looked more

been gone. Such an embarrassing woman was really not considered beautiful, but she was once

become William's

albeit a little bitterly, but smiled

charmed by you, how could he not like

be a bit unconvinced by Sherry's statement. She looked up at the photobook

and found that the background of the picture was somewhat familiar. The background of the picture was the dawn of Lake Akan in the eastern part of Hokkaido. In the dawn, there

was hollowed out at once, and her mind went

said excitedly, "This is a photo Will and I

shocked Jesse that she could give the address so

However, his shock wasn't because of Lucille's

He shouted, not wanting her to look at

She remembered that when they traveled to Hokkaido, they didn't take a single photo. It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't like taking pictures, he just didn't like taking pictures with her. "William, look, Miss Mclean still remembers.

and so was the special

was suffused with worries. "Sherry, come

couldn't let her

photo and said, "Where is this place?

I'll call him over!" Sherry smiled, her smile was so blinding. She turned to William and said with a smile, "William, come here and tell Miss

just fixed his eyes on Sherry. His gaze was full of grief and regret. He really felt so regretful. Sherry's face was so pale, and he knew that if he walked over, her face would be

cigarette, and then he said,

back, frowned and shook her

as he lit a cigarette, and then took a deep

from the living room, "Oh, this's William fishing, he caught a very big fish. Look, isn't

very big fish. Sherry looked at it, her eyes inexplicably red, but still with a smile on her

moment, she seemed to be a paper doll whose life had been all taken away. She just smiled casually, a mist in her eyes, but she tried very hard not to let that mist spread. She still said with a smile, "Miss Mclean and William are really a perfect

he doesn't like me! He has his

herself inwardly. Why did she agree to this contract in the first place? Instead of saving Luke, she had just changed

this moment, she

You need to take your medicine and get some sun, you're too white now! You

obediently, "I'm going to be

wedding dress once you're pretty!" Sherry also smiled, but her

hands, he walked quickly out of the study. He strode toward Sherry,

however, didn't even give Lucille a glance, and directly grabbed Sherry. At the moment he grabbed her hand, he only realized that her hand was as cold as ice, so cold

because of the great magnitude of his movements, Lucille screamed in fright and the photobook in her hand fell