CHAPTER 288: CHAPTER 288 NEAL GALAN: IS FATE ULTIMATELY NO MATCH FOR DESTINY?

Who told him something like that?

Besides, she’s a novice herself, and he might be too, how would she know?

Oh dear, what is she even thinking about!

It’s all Malcom Moore’s fault!

Serena Sterling’s cheeks turned bright red, she raised her hand to hit Malcom Moore, "That’s not what I meant!"

Malcom Moore grabbed her hand and gently pressed it against his heart, "I know."

He looked at Serena Sterling, his dark eyes were like a vortex, "Luna, I’m sincere when I say I like you. Do you like me?!"

Serena Sterling looked at Malcom Moore, and just like that, she was drawn into the vortex of his eyes.

Feeling the strong and stable chest beneath her hand, and the steady, forceful heartbeat under it, Serena Sterling dared not look at Malcom Moore any longer, lowering her head in shyness.

"Luna, don’t deny that you have a bit of feeling for me too, even if just a little..." Malcom Moore gently called out, pulling the woman into his arms, and kissed her again.

Because of the woman’s lack of refusal, and her inexperienced response, this kiss was even more passionate and tender than the last...

The kiss lasted a long time, at least ten minutes.

If not for the last breath of air that the girl’s lungs depended on for survival, if not for the risk of her suffocating to death from the kiss, Malcom Moore could have continued this enchanting kiss even longer.

He reluctantly let go of the girl, his slender fingers lovingly caressing her enticing lips, "Silly girl, looks like I’ll have to kiss you more and teach you how to breathe properly!"

Serena Sterling turned her head, avoiding the man’s ambiguous touch.

She sat up straight, almost wishing she could slap him again.

"I haven’t kissed anyone before, not like you, a playboy with so much experience!" Serena Sterling looked at Malcom Moore, unable to resist the hint of jealousy in her words.

Malcom Moore looked innocent.

He looked at Serena Sterling, protesting, "Luna, I’m innocent! I’ve never kissed any of those women!"

...

Neal Galan drowned his sorrows in Y Country for a few days and eventually returned to Fland with a heart full of scars.

He went nowhere else, heading straight to Melody Parker’s apartment.

This was another one of Melody Parker’s properties in Fland.

It was also where Melody Parker first stayed when she arrived in Fland.

Four years ago, Melody Parker came to the unfamiliar Fland with Benjamin Parker and the maid, Sibel.

At that time, Melody Parker had just given birth to Benjamin Parker and was still very weak.

And Benjamin Parker in her arms was barely born, so thin and small.

Both she and Benjamin Parker needed a good place that could offer them warmth.

Melody Parker used all the savings she had at the time to rent this apartment and temporarily settled down in Fland with Benjamin Parker and Sibel...

When Neal Galan met Melody Parker, she was living here.

Later, when Melody Parker achieved enough financial strength through her own unremitting efforts, she bought this apartment.

Later on, Melody Parker bought another property in Fland, which was the current small villa.

Among all of Melody Parker’s properties in Fland, this apartment left the deepest impression on Neal Galan.

Because it was here that he witnessed Melody Parker’s transformation bit by bit.

Watching her go from a Cinderella to a dazzling, radiant queen.

Neal Galan took out his key, opened the apartment door.

Then, gently pushed open the door and walked in.

Everything here was still so familiar, all the furnishings remained unchanged...

Looking at all this, recalling the four years they spent together, Neal Galan’s heart was once again overwhelmed with indescribable pain.

He was Melody’s destiny.

The arrangement of fate brought them together here four years ago.

At that time, she attracted him with just one glance.

He involuntarily wanted to help her, to get close to her.

His heart, unknowingly, was drawn to her, deeply in love with her.

Since he was Melody’s destiny and they had a fate predetermined by heaven, why then was Melody involved with Adrian Davies?

She not only gave birth to two babies for Adrian Davies, but even her heart seemed to belong to that man.

He was destined to protect Melody all his life, that was also his mission.

To protect Melody, he was willing, calm and composed.

But why wasn’t the person who entered Melody’s heart him?

Why did another man, destined to be involved with Melody all his life, appear out of nowhere?

Even though he felt unwilling, and his heart ached to death, what could he do?

He couldn’t do anything because that was Melody’s choice...

He loved Melody, more important than his own life!

As long as it was Melody’s choice, even if he was unwilling, he would support it.

Even if stabbed with a thousand blades, his heart bleeding, he would still support it.

Moreover, he had to make sure to keep his life, to witness Melody’s lifelong happiness with another man.

Because the fate of death would prevent the true princess from ever achieving happiness, and that was the last thing he wanted to see!

"Haha..." Neal Galan chuckled bitterly, "Melody, am I doomed to just lick my wounds, watching you live happily with another man for a lifetime? Am I only fit to stand silently at a distance and protect you for a lifetime? Melody, do you know how cruel this is to me!"

He lay down on Melody Parker’s sofa, inhaling the fragrance in the room, and slowly closed his eyes...

European underground casino, Virgil Davies’s office.

It had long since been restored, even more luxurious than before, with no trace of the fire visible inside or outside.

After returning from the set, Virgil Davies had come in alone.

Now he stood in front of the large one-way glass, swirling the wineglass in his hand, watching the gamblers outside, thinking about the Butterfly mark.

If what Ava Parker said was true.

And if that mark really was the Butterfly mark, then Ava Parker’s sister must be from the Butterfly Clan, thus the destined heir of Whitehill.

Such a person absolutely couldn’t be tied to Adrian Davies!

"Looks like it’s time to take a trip to Whitehill!" Virgil Davies raised his hand, downing his glass of red wine.

He needed to go to Whitehill to clear everything up and lay the path for his future.

Virgil Davies stood there wickedly, a calculating gleam in his ominous eyes.

He seemed to see a bright future, the scene of him unifying the world, and the scene of trampling Adrian Davies underfoot, torturing him viciously.

He suddenly laughed, like a demon from hell, "Haha... Adrian Davies, just wait, I will personally cast you into a hell from which there’s no return! For mother’s revenge."