Love Began with the First Meeting

Brian cast Molly a glance from the corner of his eyes. She looked funny as well as pitiful. "You deserve it," said Brian in a low voice, but the car was so small that both of them heard it clearly. Molly turned to look at Brian quickly. Fury flashed in her crystal-like eyes. She stared at Brian with that furious gaze until she was out of breath. How she wished she could curse him with every conceivable word in her mind! But alas, she couldn't. She was unable to speak.

'Go to hell!'

Molly cursed in her heart before turning around to look outside the window again. She decided not to pay attention to Brian no matter what he said or did. She had been stupid in worrying about a man who didn't need her concerns. But she would not be that stupid forever!

Brian glanced at Molly, who seemed to be extremely furious. That swift glance was enough for him to notice her grieved and hurt expression, which she had obviously intended to cover up with great effort. Instead of saying something to comfort her, he chose to stay silent.

Brain removed his gaze away from Molly and looked straight ahead. He drove quietly, but his mind was in a mess. The words Molly had typed on her cell phone and the texts sent by Becky kept looping in his mind. What a sucked up feeling it was! His heart was supposed to be the sole property of Becky. But whenever Molly was hurt and was suffering, somewhere in his heart, he would soften and feel her pain as well. His heart seemed to have been encroached by Molly. That was wrong, he knew it well.

The car split the darkness of the night with its brilliant lights as it was stopped in the parking lot beside the villa. Brian got out of the car and then Molly followed. She clenched her teeth to suppress the pain. As soon as she placed her foot on the ground covered with thick snow, a sharp soreness struck her hips as though a cord was pulling at her wound. She had to stop as her every single movement was intensifying that pain.

steps forward, she was picked up by Brian again. She looked at Brian in astonishment, feeling both embarrassed and

entered the villa, to dispel the chillness in

straight into her bedroom. He put her on her bed and began to take off her

in surprise, she pressed her trousers tightly with her hands and turned her body around. That sudden movement triggered a harsh pain in Molly's wound, but she didn't have

it," uttered Brian disdainfully. "Let me see how serious the wound is! I need to know whether the bone is

Molly's clothes and untied the button on her trousers to reveal her waist and part of her hips, which was supposed to have been as white as the snow, but they were bruised at the area where

her buttocks under such

many times. But that didn't mean that she would allow him to watch her naked

needed to find a way to vent her anger and grievance. Unable to do anything, she felt as though she was sealed in a narrow space, her fury swelling up