Love Began with the First Meeting

"Do not be scared, Molly!" Shirley said in an urgent, but soothing voice. She reached out and embraced Molly. As she held Molly in her arms, she looked around at the people in the room, wondering what would happen next.

Smith's expression changed rapidly as he took into account what was happening. His guard lay motionless on the floor. His plans were initially flawless and detailed and he carried through with his mission in strict accordance with his plan after he had come to A city. But everything had fallen apart. Nothing was going as desired. He did not have his target in sight. He didn't even have the chance to contact his target yet. And here he was, already in trouble.

Mr. Shen shot a cold look at Smith, then walked in a calm pace towards Shirley. He was completely unaffected by the plethora of guns pointed at him.

He might have seemed indifferent and cold in others' eyes, but only he could hear his heart pounding harder with each step he took towards his beloved woman. His chest felt like it was being grabbed by someone mercilessly. His breathing became shallow because of the poignant sadness for the love he had lost. He wanted to escape from there, to evade Shirley, to leave and to forget the fact that he could never have her again.

Shirley looked at the approaching man, her savior. As Mr. Shen drew near, Shirley felt her heart jump up to her throat. When he came to a halt in front of her, she looked into his eyes which were filled with sorrow and regret. The deep anguish endowed in his eyes made her hands shiver. The coldness crept through her entire being and her voice shook when she asked him," Are...are you...Sh...Sheridan?"

Just like a breeze, the memories of the time they had had stirred up their hearts. The soft call reminded them of the lost passion and the love that they had missed in the past years. The laughs, the craziness and the hurt of the past sprung out from the depth of their memories, surging and roaring, overwhelming them. Sheridan's nose twitched and he felt a lump in his throat. Under the silver mask, his face crumpled from the pain of hearing her voice.

"I am so sorry, Shirley. I let you fall into this dangerous situation on my turf." Sheridan shivered as he said those words.

a touch of bitterness and sorrow. But she couldn't maintain that smile for long as her eyes turned red and were

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However, an inexplicable worry overwhelmed him. The feeling was so annoying that he clutched the wine glass even tighter. He couldn't get rid of the

have been outraged at Molly for not answering the phone. But given the possibility that something bad may have happened to her, her safety was predominant in his mind. So he controlled his temper and started to think of possible reasons for her

call to Antonio. It was not long till Antonio answered.

Brian's worries. He knew that Antonio always kept his composure, no matter how dire the situation was. He

face was overridden by anger and indignation. It was as if he

and Miss Molly

for him. Anyone who dared to go against that deserved an end. And that end was death! He would bring an end to anyone

into his car, driving frantically in a bid to arrive at the location where Shirley and Molly were identified to be at. He was in such a frenzy that he did not have the time to ask Tony to accompany him. He was consumed by anger and all he wanted to do at that moment was smash someone's head in and kill everyone involved in the kidnapping. He gave out the aura of Death in its full glory, like the demon from hell with his Scythe