Love Began with the First Meeting

"If I help you, you'll have to make up for it when we get inside the car." His delicate fingers moved across her cheek and towards her chin, which he lifted up and stole glance at. Her breath blew on his own. "Why do you look so surprised?" he asked gently, but with an evil smile.

It took her a while to calm down her fury, then she replied," Brian, why do you always insult me? Does it make you happy to see me suffer?"

"You think I am insulting you?" he asked, his evil smile suddenly vanishing. "You really think everything I do is an insult?"

Overcoming her terror, Molly steeled her nerves, clenched her hands, and looked straight into Brian's eyes, which were burning with fury. "Yes, I do! So tell me! Why do you have to humiliate me like that? I may be a humble girl from a lowly family, but I am a human being and I deserve respect too!"

As she spoke, tears built up in her eyes, which she tried to hold down. She didn't want anybody's pity, especially not Brian's. Although, it was clear that he would never pity her, she just couldn't control herself anymore. She was totally exhausted, mentally and physically.

"When you have a father who's addicted to gambling, you don't have any dignity left!" Brian coldly replied. He was staring at her with a haughty smile, and his heart twisted into a dance when he saw the thin, weak girl in front of him try to pretend to be strong.

He hated how she was increasingly able to stir up his feelings. Even Becky couldn't have affected him like that but Molly... She could easily make him happy or sad.

She bowed her head and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Brian sneered.

Molly looked up at him with tears in her eyes, and replied angrily," I am laughing at myself… Me... a disgraceful sex-toy fighting for respect.How ridiculous!"

Brian squinted his dark eyes and stared at Molly. For some reason, his heart grew anxious.

For him, he could look down upon Molly if he wanted, but she wasn't allowed to think little of herself!

Ding!

The elevator stopped, and the door slowly opened. Brian did not move even as Molly stood behind him, blocked by his tall body.

Outside, a nurse was about to push a patient inside in a wheelchair, but Brian's murderous looks stopped her in her path.

Whoonk! The door closed again. The nurse outside relaxed and took a deep breath, as she tried to compose herself.

moved slightly as the door was closing. Furrowing his eyebrows, he started thinking of something. Molly's face

!" he said to himself.

murmuring, the nurse

in the wheelchair replied slightly, cleverly changing the topic. "Look, the

as she

and the door opened, neither of them moved. When the door was about to close, Brian blocked it, and dragged her outside towards

Brian and Molly coming, he immediately held the door open for

Tony closed

him and curled up in the seat, trying to get as

make him even angrier. He almost felt like strangling her right in his

Molly kept thinking about what Brian

Sit closer to me!" Brian coldly

without thinking, and even tried to move backwards, although there was no more space for

resistance seemed to burst Brian's bubble completely into a rage. He simply reached out and pulled her close forcibly.

"Let go of me,

glared at him with his beady, stark black eyes. Even Tony was frightened, and immediately withdrew his gaze, drawing

at the same time, he grasped Molly's hands and put them behind her so

tried to fight back. Since she couldn't use her hands, she tried to

from somewhere above her head along with his peppermint

his breath on her face made her feel suffocated, as if there wasn't enough oxygen in

scared of you? What is it that you want to hear? No matter what I say, you'll do whatever the hell you

she had just said, Brian's eyes gradually turned cold like

against the seat, her hands in his grasp, and her legs between his. She had given up fighting because she had realized that it was useless to confront

inferiority seemed to have

haughtily told her," Molly Xia, you should know that if I want someone to die, he will die for sure. And, if I want someone to be alive, even the King

was extremely conceited as he spoke, as if

his narrowed sharp eyes, stooped down and kissed her parted lips energetically. There

she was dead, enduring everything

her face and he could tell from the expression on her face that he was like a clown