Love Began with the First Meeting

Just the other night, he had taken her hand in his and told her that he had been searching for peace of mind. They'd built snowmen because he knew that it would make her happier. Because of the dangerous situation last night, he had asked her to believe that he would never allow anyone to hurt her.

Brian had always been so aloof, proud, and arrogant to her, and that was what she had kept in her mind. But no matter what kind of man he was in her eyes, eventually, it wouldn't even matter. He, just like everyone else, would be on Becky's side and once again, she lost out to that God's favored girl who might be her sister.

"Molly!" Brian shouted agitatedly. He had never expected that Molly would behave like that. Watching her leave away in distress, Brian lost his usual calmness. He couldn't name that mixed feelings of nervousness, anger, and fear, but it seemed as though he was about to lose something important.

Despite Brian's urgent call, Molly didn't stop, nor did she show any hesitation. The tears stopped welling in her eyes, and it seemed that she had gone numb with pain. She felt totally empty inside. Her eyes stared forward blankly, and her feet kept moving automatically. She didn't even think about where she was going, nor did she pay any attention to the sharp gaze from behind.

Blood started to drip out of the wound from her fingers, and they dropped on the pathway paved with cobblestones as she dragged her feet heavily.

She didn't want to break her heart anymore, because nobody would even care to comfort her afterwards. Why would she allow herself to lick her own wound after causing it to bleed over and over again?

She didn't want to hurt herself for someone else's sake anymore, whether it was her family, her friend, or love. She wanted to start living just for herself. She had tried to pursue a life where she could be loved and understood, only to find that she had not only bothered others but also embarrassed herself. Why then should she continue with her stupid dream?

onto the ground, and her lips curled up into a

a strong force and right then, her arm had been grabbed by a warm hand. She stopped

tightened eyebrows, Brian asked coldly,"What's wrong

that all he cared about was Becky, then why did he have to pretend that he even cared about her all of a sudden? 'This stupid game between you and

back from Brian's hand when he loosened his grip. Seeing this, Brian's eyebrows knitted tightly, and a shade of annoyance flashed

looked at Brian with mockery in her eyes. Her non-verbal message was clear: Brian could keep asking her questions, but she wouldn't answer because she couldn't speak, nor could she

irritated by the mockery in Molly's eyes. The look in his eyes darkened as he was about to say something out, but he suddenly paused when he

frowned and the mockery in her eyes grew deeper.

I'm flattered by your concern about my little wound. Please allow me to make my apologies to Miss Yan. I didn't hurt her on purpose. After all, since I couldn't speak, I

words, Brian's blood spiked up and he immediately burst into anger. He was now convinced that Molly was sent by God to test his patience and his control

but I have to get

called her his servant at the fit of his rage, and she seemed to have taken it too seriously.