Love Began with the First Meeting

With a smile, Sharon said,"The only thing left between him and me is hatred. How can he hurt me any more? Now, the only person who can hurt me is you, because you are the only one who matters to me in any case!"

Steven looked her straight into the eyes. He wrapped his arms around Sharon even more tightly and said in a deep, calm voice,"Sharon, for these so many years, I have understood your feelings!"

Attentive, Sharon did not say anything. She only frowned, sensing an impending storm.

Steven and Sharon had been talking in their room. When Daniel walked back into the living room, they had not noticed, so they went on talking freely, oblivious to his presence. He overheard what they said. And there was a shocker to Daniel, who could not believe what he heard. Molly - his elder sister was not his father's daughter? That was beyond imagination!

Daniel was so shocked that he fled out. He ran so fast on the snow crunching beneath his feet. He only stopped running when his feet hurt and he was dog tired. He bent down, resting his hands on the knees as he gasped for air. And to compound his exhaustion, he was ill-at-ease with what he had overheard from his parents a moment ago.

His sister was not his father's daughter, no wonder his father had not shown any pity for Molly, no wonder his father had pushed Molly to a man. What did his father mean when he said "Molly is safe in spite of a few difficulties"?

That sounded like Molly was in danger, and his father was downplaying the situation. Daniel was angry that they burdened Molly, even putting her in the line of danger over matters that his father should have shouldered as the man of the house.

Were his dad and mom even remotely concerned about his sister's welfare? Did they bother at all that Molly like anyone else needed her parent's support or had dreams and ambitions for a better life and future. With these thoughts in mind, Daniel was livid.

The more he thought it, the more furiously his anger burnt, and his heart was pounding. He looked like an injured young bear, mad angry but unable to do much about the situation.

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in the mood to read. She felt uneasy, maybe because it was the first time Steven had contacted her since she started following

it was not four o'clock yet. In general, Brian got home after six o'clock at the earliest. If she acted

stepped out of the door, she returned, as if something else had come to her mind. She left a note on the dining table before she ran towards the gate of

out?" John asked when

that she did not hear what John said, so

in a hurry. He was considering whether it was necessary to drive her when a car turned into the courtyard. Sighting the car, Molly stopped

When their eyes met, Molly could have been knocked down

bit her lips and looked at Brian,

eyes on stalks too. But he knew the answer, from the conversation he had earlier with Molly. His voice was so chilly that it sounded more horrifying than the bad weather

being stopped dead in her tracks overwhelmed Molly. She closed her mouth tightly, the oppressive air

which gradually became dark and deep. He finally looked away, rolled up the window and told Tony to

first at the car and then a hesitatingly at the gate. Eventually, she went back with her head stooped, shoulders drooping. She entered the villa right on Brian's

did not speak to her. He did 't even take a look at her. He made a beeline for the mini-bar, poured a glass of wine and sat on a high stool. He delicately held the glass of wine by his slender fingers and fixed his deep, indifferent eyes on the

sipping a little of the scarlet liquor. She looked at him sideways while