Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 163 A Smile With Multiple Meanings (Part One)

"Is it because of Little Molly?"

After hearing what Eric said, Brian cast him an infernal look.

Anger looked like hot lava boiling deep within his system, which churned beneath, hungry for destruction. The palpable pressure of the raging sea threatened to erupt at any time.

For a moment, the vicious darkness of the tumult felt as though it swallowed and possessed him whole. When he finally emerged from the dark murderous moment, he retorted,"What do you think it is?"

The question, asked in a tone so menacingly calm was enough to send home the message for both Eric and Molly.

Eric's hand holding the glass of wine suddenly tightened at Brian's words. He pretended the air of detachment, but in reality, he wondered whether to divulge Becky's current situation to Brian.

When their eyes locked, neither Brian nor Eric was willing to look away. It was as if they were battling a sort of contest with their glare. Both men watched each other. You'd think their heads were transparent, and each could see objects sitting inches behind the opponent's skull. Their gazes turned the adversary's stomach every bit like stumbling on a cold body in the dead of night. Their long looks spoke bitterness and more of their possessive infatuations with Molly.

"That's good if you will not regret what you've done." Eric burst into sudden laughter after he finished his words. It was imprudent laughter, in stark contrast to perceptible malice written over his face. He anticipated what would happen next.

Was that what his cousin called 'love'? So much for that!

in her hand, Molly hid in the kitchen. She felt somewhat strange. It seemed there always was a strained atmosphere between Brian and Eric whenever she was in the kitchen

was the woman that Eric was talking

mind turned into a ballroom of thoughts dancing and

startled out of the daydreaming

"Ah!"

recognized the face as Eric's. But in shock

pot of juice with the other. "What's going on?" he asked, teasing. "You act as

a ghost, just a nuisance!" Molly said petulantly, still recovering from

eye on him, before storming out of the kitchen. Had he ironed out whatever issues he and Brian had been talking about only a

at the small bar where she had left the two men when she went to

is he?" she wondered, scared and confused. She was sure that she had heard his voice. Was she hallucinating? Didn't

has gone back to his study to deal with some business affairs," Eric explained in an easy-going tone, standing behind

at him Molly snapped in retort,"Never

the study on the second floor as if thinking over something. Then

tone, Molly filled two glasses of juice, gave one

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