Love Began with the First Meeting

She was screaming with joy inside her head. 'He did not delete it! Yes! He kept the photo in her phone.' But why was she so emotional last night?

Running her fingers gently on the picture, she smiled through red-rimmed eyes. It was a bitter smile but one that gave her a glimmer of hope. No one would ever know her secret.

*

Becky was enjoying the sunlight while seated at the hotel's terrace. She sat quietly like a picture.

Yoyo set the breakfast prepared by the hotel on the table and looked at Becky. She sighed inwardly, admiring how beautiful the woman looked at this very moment. "Breakfast is ready, Miss Yan," she announced.

There was no response. There was a faraway look in Becky's eyes although she saw nothing. The woman drew her gaze back and replied distantly,"Wait a moment."

Brian promised to come to the hotel after he finished work last night, but he never came. He gave his word only to break them.

Anticipating his arrival, Becky waited and waited and waited the whole night. Her heart slowly sank as it grew late. She wondered if he changed his mind. Then it crossed her mind that he might have accompanied Molly last night.

It twisted her heart to think this was the case, and could not help but feel hurt. As the depressing feeling gnawed at her, she clutched the edge of her clothes, and her white face became even paler.

Looking at her patient, Yoyo worried. She was merely a nurse. If Becky said to wait a moment, then she could not be forced to have breakfast. So she stood there, waiting how long that moment would last. As the minutes ticked to hours, the warm sun was slowly rising higher. The morning chill was gone.

kept waiting, and as she did her heart sank more. He didn't come last night, and he wasn't present for

Yoyo rushed to her side to assist her. She asked,"Would you like

saw Becky smile lightly and nod. Yoyo noted how remarkably serene she acted today. As the woman sat at the table, Yoyo warmed her milk and passed her the bread with jam. She nibbled at her food like a robot. The hotel assured breakfast would be delicious. But Becky never appreciated

Yoyo did not disturb her as she ate stoically. She just stood nearby and stayed quiet. Occasionally, she would glance at Becky, who was as elegant and

and gestured she had eaten enough. She couldn't bring herself

to go, Miss Yan?" She pushed

but understood that her gentle response was a reflection of

were walking out of the hotel. Yoyo

headed to, Miss?" the driver asked. As a professional, he was trained to smile at his passengers although he

told the driver where she wanted to go. The driver nodded to say

wondered about his very quiet passenger but maneuvered the vehicle to

from the back seat. Becky sat quietly, and Yoyo also kept silent. The atmosphere was somewhat depressing making it difficult

her head. She felt uneasy now and lowered her head to frown. The woman knew she couldn't just sit, wait, and do nothing. Becky needed to be active. She would lose herself if she remained inactive. It was why she had

eyes and waited to

*

new sofa. It baffled her why the previous one was suddenly replaced. But Brian was a complicated man. You eventually become used to being surprised

on the second floor. She had not seen Brian since this morning. Lisa told her he was in the study, and no one was allowed to enter it without his permission. They were still mad at each other, so there was no way Molly was going there to talk to him or check on his wound.

turned around. Suddenly, a thought hit her. She took out the phone hurriedly and typed a message quickly. Then she scrolled down her contact list for Edgar's number,