Love Began with the First Meeting

He leaned her face near her, flashing a weird smile. Instinctively, she moved back a bit for space. "Don't tell me you don't have one?" he softly spoke.

She swallowed hard, guilt eating her up. Of course, she hadn't thought of one. Instead, she avoided her eyes from him.

"Haven't you thought of escaping from my cousin, Molly?" he repeated his question. His face inched closer, his warm minty breath fanning over her face. She moved her back farther from him, causing her to move her injured ankle. This made her groan in pain. Eric noticed her distress and looked down to her ankle, which looked similarly close to a steamed bun. An expression of pity grew from his face but he hastily dismissed it as he spoke,"Please tell me once you make up your mind. I can help you escape from him."

Those promising words echoed loudly in her mind. She was silent as she thought about it thoroughly, only staring at his ruggedly handsome face. But she made herself believe he was making fun of her and pushed him away,"Thank you for the offer but I don't need your help!"

Molly was about to stand from the bed when Eric held her hand, stopping her.

"Where are you going? Your foot is still hurting," he asked with a frown on his face.

"I'm going back to the hotel!

I've been outside for a long time!" she explained.

She hoped that Brian was the person who would run after her and find her. But she would rather have Brian not find her or he might believe she did that on purpose to gain his attention. He might find another way to torture her.

There were two reasons for keeping this to herself. First, it was unnecessary. Second, she believed she meant nothing to Brian. Honestly, she didn't want to be seen as conceited.

However, Eric could see all of her worries that were clear on her eyes. He sighed and carried her in his arms, walking out of the hospital and into the waiting car despite all her squalls to put her down. He deposited her carefully into the car seat.

drive remained silent up until they reached the hotel. Inhaling some courage, she had decided to walk by herself. But as soon as she stepped out of the car,

fast to assist her, quickly carrying her on his arms. She couldn't do anything but draw back in embarrassment as she frantically looked around. "Eric, put me down! I can walk by myself!"

crowded hall. As soon as they went in, they caught the attention

move her body to get out from his hold but he instantly shut her up with his tone,"Do you

your business…"

"Now put me down!"

leave. Luckily, she did not see Brian along the way before they

despite the stressful moment. Eric's eyes narrowed at her expression but he

sound. The opening of its doors along with clatter it created as well as the slight buzz of the people seemed too dramatic. Each action was too detailed and Molly attentively saw all of it despite the gnawing

the

might increase the chance

saw the slender figure of the last man to get off the elevator. She had trouble swallowing, as her face reflected guilt

his dark gaze swiftly darted to Eric and then to Molly. She felt his sharp eyes lingered on her face. This

"Brian!"

"This clumsy girl can't walk because she sprained her ankle," he said,

down to her injured leg as she remained frozen under his grave look. He shrugged and said,"I'm going

swift glance at Molly and a slight nod at Eric's direction before quickly

and looked at Molly before heading to the elevator. When they reached the room, he gently put her on the sofa and asked,"What do