Love Began with the First Meeting

Howard went after Eric the day after he picked Molly up, intending to drive her home. Howard came after him, and he didn't really think Howard had it in him. And why would Howard go after him? After all, his identity was different from Brian's. In their eyes, "Mr. Brian Long" was just a person who ran a casino and controlled the stock market, while he was the representative of Dragon Island's politics. But Howard gave chase anyway, and it culminated in a crash that landed him in a wheelchair.

And he knew well that they were really gunning for Molly. But no matter what he thought about her, he wouldn't allow her to be hurt or kidnapped. Not when she was staying with him, at any rate. The driver of the car that went after him really knew what he was doing, with hairpin turns and feints that Eric fell for. He had to avoid getting run off the road, evade bullets, and protect her at the same time. He couldn't do all that and look after her at the same time, so he gave a blow that knocked her out. He really didn't want her to be scared or anything else, so he did that to keep her safe. He hated hitting her, but it was better than both of them being dead.

Eric chewed on his nail as he came back to reality. With a playful smile on his face, he joked, "So here I was, bored out of my gourd, and now you're here. You and me, here at the same time. It's gotta be fate, right?"

Molly frowned to think of him in the wheelchair. Would he be all right? What if he was hurt so bad he might not recover?

Brian stared at Eric with a gloomy look in his eyes. This was deliberate, showing up now and making him jealous! Brian then turned his attention to Molly, and when he saw the worried look on her face, he thought maybe he should kick Eric out of the ward. She wasn't worried about him when he got a shot trying to save her, but she worried about Eric so much right now, even though Eric told her that he was fine!

Brian conveniently forgot that Molly really was worried about him. That she fussed over his injuries, but he just didn't appreciate it. So the more she worried about Eric, the angrier he got.

"Well, it feels good to have someone care about me," joked Eric. Not caring about Brian's reaction (or maybe not paying attention), he went on, "So, do you worry about me a lot?"

between Eric and Brian at all. She just nodded her head and looked at Eric with worried

putting the porridge on the small table beside the bed, Eric opened the container and repeated, "I'm really fine. Don't worry about me. But I'm really worried about you! How could you end up in the hospital again so soon? You were just here," reproached Eric with his eyes fixed

gave Brian a

know everything happened in this hospital if he wanted. But it was so late when Molly got here last night, and no one really wanted to be the one to wake him up. He didn't know that Molly got injured and was sent to the hospital until he woke up the next morning.

from Eric, so he knew what happened. She'd been bullied at the Grand Night Casino, and she was actually hurt by the employees working there. Pure insanity and negligence! He had half a mind to take Molly away from his

marks of her manhandling on her face, he was heartbroken. He

even pen and paper, she was wordless. However, she felt a warmth in her heart even though she couldn't express her feelings now. Because she knew that Eric would always care about her and stay with her when everyone else had abandoned her. She didn't care whether Eric had ulterior motives, she only knew that whenever she needed someone, Eric would always be there for her. It was a damn good feeling, too, and one she wouldn't

jealous and fed Molly by hand, but when he saw the scary, burning look on Brian's face, he finally gave up the idea and handed her the porridge. He was kind of miffed, though. "I've said a lot to you," he

his question. She looked at Eric's eyes and suddenly didn't know what to do in her panic. She tried to hide herself with her hand, or even turn her head so she wouldn't see him staring at her. But when she did that, she found herself staring into Brian's

Thinking of Molly's determination when she threw her phone away yesterday, he felt an unexplained agitation. He was completely at her whim, and she dictated how he felt. She was in control. He should hate that, being a control freak, but he was totally addicted

is ready. By noon, we should have it, and we should have this young lady speaking soon." Brian said