Love Began with the First Meeting

"Ruby," Becky spat, staring into Molly's eyes with undisguised repulsion.

She had always been strong-willed and domineering.

"You just confirmed what I said before. You're no better than a whore, aren't you? You really took after your mother, you both like enticing men who are already in relationships and destroying their families. You're shameless! Isn't it enough that your mom stole my mom's happiness? Why did you have to destroy my happiness too? Tell me, what sin did we commit to you and your mom in the previous life that you have to make us suffer a lifetime of unhappiness?" Becky asked shrilly, her furious voice directed at Molly.

Shrinking back in fear, Molly stared at Becky's almost demonic face. Looking at Becky's face full of rage and malice, she suddenly remembered the face in her recurring nightmare. Painful childhood memories exploded in her head. Memories that she had buried deep in the recesses of her mind surfaced, making her whole body shiver. Slowly, the fragments of her childhood memories started to gather together, the cruel memories almost made her writhe in agony. She felt as if her whole world had been turned upside down. The explosion of unwanted childhood memories in her head almost made her faint.

Becky strode menacingly towards Molly. Wide-eyed and trembling, Molly retreated backward. Knowing that Molly was the biggest obstacle between herself and Brian ignited Becky's fury. Gnashing her teeth, she turned the full force of her anger at Molly. "Ruby, you and your mom are unscrupulously fond of stealing other women's men, aren't you? You don't care if you're just a means of warming up their beds. It doesn't matter if you're just a toy for them, to play with whenever and however they like. How can you be so shameless? Don't you have even a tiny bit of self-respect?"

like that. It was your dad that harmed my mom when he got drunk. My mom was innocent, it was him who brought all these miseries upon my mom and me. So why are you putting all the blame on us? You accuse me of stealing Brian, I did no such thing. And it's not like I can control and manage my heart… Before you start blaming all these on us, have you ever thought that

Becky more. Without warning, her hand flew and connected with Moly's

seemed to freeze as the sound of the slap reverberated around the room. Molly's face turned pale, the livid marks of Becky's hand on her cheeks was the only color in her face. Becky glared at her without repentance, her eyes shooting venomous sparks. Shock made Molly stiff, her hand lifted unconsciously on her cheek which had felt numb at the unexpected attack. She felt heat flowing in her cheek, it felt more painful and burning than when she was slapped by the man the other day. It seemed like the burn and pain were coming out of her heart instead of her smarting

sting of unshed

moment's pause, Becky cooled herself down, "You have no shame," she said in a voice full of contempt.

her fist at the injustice of it all. She'd rather die than shed a tear in front of Becky. Heaving a deep breath, she mustered all the courage she had left and brought

head held high. Her clenched fists made groove marks in her cold palms. She could still hear Becky shouting incessantly

room. Seeing her pale face and swollen eyes, Yoyo frowned worriedly. "Molly, what happened? You look terrible!

hear Yoyo. Staring thoughtfully at her rigid back, Yoyo shook her head. Obviously, Molly was not in the mood to talk. Looking towards the VIP patient room, Yoyo frowned. She couldn't help but overhear the conversation between Molly and Becky. Even though the VIP room was sound-proof, she still managed to overhear Becky's words. "Turns out that Molly is Becky's sister," she