Love Began with the First Meeting

"Last night, you, you..." Becky paused a moment to try and collect herself. When she finally calmed down, she continued, "I asked Lisa to fix breakfast for you. Did you want to come by? We could eat together."

Brian looked back at the washroom and answered her, "No, I don't think I can. There are still a lot of things that I need to do. Eat up and don't worry about me, okay?"

He was met with cold silence. Any fool could tell that she wasn't happy.

Brian sighed slightly and went on, "Alright, I'll be there soon."

No sooner had Brian said that, Molly stepped out of the bathroom. After she gave an inadvertent look at Brian, she turned around and walked towards Eric. Molly smiled at him and pointed to the porridge, asking him if he'd had any.

"Of course not." Eric took another bowl of porridge out of the plastic bag as he went on, "I want to have breakfast with you. Better than eating alone. What do you think, Brian?"

Slightly raising his brows, Eric looked at Brian with a triumphant smile on his face. When he looked deep into Brian's eyes, the cheerfulness in his eyes irritated Brian again. He enjoyed needling his cousin, and it showed.

Brian was just weary of it. He shoved the anger he was feeling deep inside and hid it. His face betrayed nothing of what he really felt. He just said in an emotionless tone, "I'll bring Elias here at noon." With that, he turned and left after he looking at Molly briefly.

just watched Brian as his figure receded. His stride reflected arrogance and loneliness. Eric continued smiling, but after the door closed it was a bitter grin, hardly happy. It seemed that he'd gone a

got in too deep, and even fell into it

after Brian left the ward. She told herself that she had nothing to with him, and she wanted it that way. But why was he gentle with her when he knew she wanted to leave? When she wanted nothing more than to be apart from him? And why did he make a point of reminding her that he only cared about Becky after she got

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landing window, bringing a sense of warmth into the room. Tiny particles of dust danced in the sunbeams. It looked positively magical. Her

was no emotion on her alabaster face. No one could tell what was in her heart just by looking at her. Was she angry? Sad? Or something

she waited a long time for Brian to come back home, but he never did. Molly didn't come home either. Both

the Grand Night Casino, but he never got a report of what happened next. He was waiting for a call back from his men. But regardless, Brian was gone all night, and he even left

obedient and submissive, so she decided not to be too demanding. But she hadn't heard a word from him all night, until she

the more she gritted her teeth, and her face twisted in anger. She grabbed the phone roughly and her wound opened. She forgot her anger as pain lanced through her nerves. That's when she heard the voice from the doorway.

medicine cabinet and dress it for me. Brian won't like this. He'll be back

saw Brian coming in as she turned

behind her back. She put on a sweet smile and asked softly,

towards Becky with a look of disapproval in his deep eyes. He took her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Your wound re-opened? You need to be more careful." He didn't deign to answer