Chapter 745 What Do You Want


    Marley stood in the bedroom, his chin tight, watching here out with a towel to help him clean his


    face. Then she helped him to apply medicine, disinfect with alcohol, and she went to wash the towel


    after everything was done.


    Marley grabbed her arm to stop her leaving.


    "Marley, please let go." Sylvie shouted with difficulty. He was really strong. It hurt her wrist.


    "What on earth are you thinking?" Marley roared in a low voice, "You married me, but you don''t want to


    stay with me forever. Are you ying with me?"


    He looked at Sylvie, frowning. His face was twisted because of fighting, and his eyes were blue but


    deep, and there was confusion inside. Sylvie was in a trance. Now she was stunned by his image and


    couldn''t helpughing.


    "I really don''t think about anything. I just want to everything back to normal, and that''s all!" She


    exined with a smile, "Just think that I marry you for fun because I had nothing to do!"


    But he didn''t believe it. He looked at her and said, "Sylvie, I really can''t understand you!"


    How could you understand if you didn''t put any effort into knowing me?


    Sylvie sighed at the bottom of her heart, but said with a smile, "You don''t need to know me. You just


    need to know how to do business. Well, be patient. You''re easily angered by others, which is not your


    style! You''re really getting emotional these days!"


    Marley looked at her, motionless. He knew what she said was true. He was more and more emotional!


    Seeing that he looked at her, Sylvie lowered her head. She saw that his ck shoes were stained with


    sand. Then she took a piece of tissue from her pocket and squatted down to help him clean his shoes.


    Marley was stunned, watching her wipe the dust off his shoes. He was suddenly annoyed.


    "Sylvie, you can be superior. Why do you want to be so humble?" He yelled.


    Sylvie slowly raised her head and saw Marley looking down at her in a domineering manner.


    "Get up!" he snapped as he jerked her up.


    Sylvie stumbled and her head hit his leg, and they let out a dull cry at the same time.


    Marley''s eyes were fixed on her, and she said softly, "Your shoes are dirty."


    "I can wipe it myself," he said in a dumb voice.


    "Well! It''s clean! " She raised her head gently.


    The air in the room was stuffy. Sylvie stood opposite Marley who held her wrist.


    "If you don''t want to be with me all your life, why are you so kind to me?" Marley''s quiet male voice


    broke the silence.


    Sylvie was faintly dazed. Yes, why was she so kind to him?


    "As Marley''s wife, it''s my duty to take care of your daily life..."


    "It doesn''t include beingpletely open to me, does it?" His words made Sylvie immediately


    speechless.


    After a stalemate, Marley said, "You want me to love you, don''t you?"


    Sylvie was slightly confused and said, "No."


    "You know what I mean. Speak frankly." His consistent questioning did not take her ambiguous


    answers.


    Sylvie looked at him haughtily and said firmly, "I didn''t."


    "Lying!" Marley said indifferently, "Since you married me, you can live with me. Don''t me me for


    turning a cold shoulder to you."


    She was silent for a while before she asked with a frown, "What if I want you to love me?"


    Suddenly there was a trace of emotion in Marley''s eyes, and his swollen face softened. Sylvie stared at


    him in a daze, but heughed suddenly. The deepughter rushed into her ears, and she frowned even


    more.


    "What''s so funny?" she asked in confusion.


    "Here you are!" He looked at her with a smile and said the words so casually, as if it was a confession.


    She blushed with embarrassment, wondering what to do.


    The understatement of "here you are" made her tremble and nervous. "I don''t want it," she said shyly.


    There was glow in Marley''s eyes, and he said, "Liar, you want it, but you don''t dare to say. What a


    coward."


    The blush upon her cheeks spread over Sylvie''s neck. She turned around in a hurry and said in a low


    voice, "No! I''ll go out and have a look!"


    "No!" he said in a deep voice.


    Sylvie turned her head and nced at him, blushed.


    He said again, "Ernie is downstairs. Don''t go down!"


    "I, I''ll be in the corridor!"


    "Stay at the door! Think about what I said!" He looked at her with a smile, even though it hurt. Marley


    lay on the bed and closed his eyes, thinking that it was time to start over and he would try to love


    Sylvie. She was worth it.


    Sylvie stood in the corridor, looking out of the window the lush scene of the courtyard. She patted her


    face and thought about what he said just now. She found it was hard to believe.


    "Sylvie,e in!" After a few minutes, Marley suddenly shouted.


    "What''s the matter?" Sylvie asked at the door. He took a look at Marley who stood at the bathroom


    door and was shouting at her.


    Walking over, she saw that his face seemed swollen. She managed to control the urge ofughing and


    said, "I''ll get some ice for you!"


    "Come here!" he whispered, ignoring her.


    "What''s the matter?" His expression and tone were so abnormal that she didn''t know if he asked her to


    go to the bathroom.


    Without answering her, he pulled her in and pointed to the water cup that had been filled with water on


    the wash table, in which there was a toothpaste. The brush of the toothbrush was pasted with


    toothpaste.


    As she was slightly shocked, he said, "Brush your teeth!"


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    "Why?" She was surprised.


    "Cut the crap. Brush your teeth quickly!" he growled in a low voice.


    Sylvie picked up the toothbrush as she was told, rinsed her mouth and brushed her teeth. He stood by


    and looked at her, as if he was checking if she was not negligent. "One more time!"


    Something downed on her. Was it because Ernie kissed her that Marley asked her to brush her teeth?


    She was shocked, and was a little suspicious, but she did as he said. Throughout the process, he was


    staring at her, numbing her scalp.


    As she finished brushing teeth, he looked back at her with a kind of soft and gloomy illusion in his eyes.


    The cold eyes were stained with orange light particles by the light. After blending with the dark and


    ck, it turned out ayer of dim look, which was the color of sadness and envy.


    "Is that OK?" she asked helplessly.


    He smiled. Although he was really ugly at the moment, he was so cute with a swollen face, like a bad


    kid who ate too much.


    He sized her up with curious eyes, then walked over, reached out, and lifted her face.


    A nervous mood spread through her eyes, depressing her heart.


    Sylvie could not prevent the inner agitation of unease. She tried to stay away from him, but she stood


    still, unable to move.


    Marley looked at her. When he held her shoulders and held her face, she was a little nervous and shy.


    Seeing this, he smile.


    If it was not swollen, that smile must be more charming!


    He lowered his head and kissed her lips!


    She looked at him in horror.


    He deepened the kiss. Her lips were so soft, and her body was so fragrant. There seemed to be


    shining stars in her frightening eyes. And he really liked the taste.


    He wondered whether Ernie yed a prank or he really liked Sylvie.


    He kissed her deeply when he thought that Ernie kissed her.


    They kissed each other passionately.


    Her mind went blink, her heart thumping. His kiss were too strong for her to think anymore.


    He didn''t let go of her until he was breathless and he was afraid that they would not be able to go down


    to dinner if the kiss continued. He drew closer to her and whispered in her ear, "Don''t think about other


    men. Since you''re with me, you have to be with me forever! "


    Sylvie''s heart gave a lurch as a touch ofplex emotion shed by her eyes.


    Then, Marley hurriedly said, "Wait for me. I will find Ernie to settle the matter!"


    "Ah." Sylvie was shocked. "You want to fight him?"


    Marley looked back at her and smiled softly, "How can it be? I have a better solution!"


    "What?"


    "Don''t bother!" With that, he turned around and added at the door, "Stay here. Don''te out without


    my permission!"


    He was still overbearing, and he would never give up until he and Ernie slugged it out. Thinking of that,


    Sylvie left him alone!


    She walked to bed,y down on the soft bed. She sighed at the sight of the big red rose pattern.


    Just let it be!


    In the hall downstairs.


    Ernie saw Marleying downstairs. Aiden saw his son''s swollen face, and he took a look at Ernie


    whose face was as swollen as Marley''s.


    Miriam nagged seeing her son, "You guys are nearly thirty. Howe you still act like children. What a


    shame!"


    "Don''t worry. We know what we are doing!" Ernie said respectfully. He looked at Marley and said,


    "Marley, I''ve been waiting for you for a long time. Let''s have a talk outside!"


    "Go," said Marley coldly.


    "Marley?" Miriam worried.


    "Mrs. Sabrina, bring my tennis racket!" said Marley.


    "Oh, OK! I''ll take it right now!" said Mrs. Sabrina.


    Aiden and Miriam took a look at each other and looked at Kasper again. Kasper said, "Don''t fight again


    if you don''t want to piss us off!"


    "Dad! Don''t worry. We just go to exercise. ying tennis is good! We''ll slug it out, which is also good


    for health!"


    On the west side of the garden, there was a tennis court, which seemed to have been idle for a long


    time!


    Two people were standing on the court.


    The summer sun was warm and scorching, but their eyes were as cold as ice, making people shiver at


    a nce.


    And Mrs. Sabrina, who had been wandering outside secretly observing the situation, was worried.


    Marley asked in a cold voice, "Ernie, what do you want to do?"


    "Guess!" Ernie smiled.


    Marley flew into a rage, staring at the cousin who was simr to his eyebrows. He said with anger in his


    eyes, "Ernie, cut the crap! What do you want?"