Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 538 My Only Love, Molly (Part One)

"Come, I'll drive you." Molly looked at Brian with her swollen, red eyes.

She couldn't make up her mind.

Maybe, it was because of how sad Spark had sounded or maybe it was just Brian's offer altogether.

Molly remained still, biting her lips hesitantly. Her mind was one big mess as if she was playing a game that she didn't know the rules to. Every time she tried to get a win, she only sank deeper, her hands empty.

Spark winced when he heard Brian's overbearing voice over the phone. It was unspoken of but the war had already begun. Brian was obviously trying to get his message across to Spark: Molly was his, disrupting her heart simultaneously. Killing two birds with one stone, huh.

"I'll wait for you," Spark said, hanging up the phone before Molly could answer back. "Tony's going to pick up Mark and you're going to the hospital," Brian said right away.

Breaking his promise to Mark was the last thing Brian wanted to do but he didn't want Mark to see Molly like that - desperate and miserable.

And that's what Brian did: he sent Molly to the hospital. It was quite an odd relationship if one took a good look: Molly was sad and disheveled while Brian was calm and sharp as a tack.

Brian didn't come in with Molly when they got to the hospital, "I'll wait for you here," he said as he remained seated in the car.

Molly didn't expect that. She looked at Brian, bemused. Brian sat still, "What? You want me to be there while you talk divorce with Spark? No thanks."

Molly merely twitched her lips in disbelief as a response before getting off the car.

If Molly was being honest about it, she was actually grateful that

to do to Mark. I had to break my promise to him

leaves that pranced along the ground boasted a bright, fresh green

more

more nervous as she neared his ward. For a while, she even found it hard to breathe.

Ding!

bit before walking out. The closer she became

finally reached the door, she raised her hand to knock but froze in air; her knuckles refused to touch the door. She tried to peep through the window but it was shining too brightly - making her even

her going in, the door

for a reason. He put aside his anger and let

Molly could still detect his anger over her which made her feel guilty. She silently opened the door and

forcing a smile that was more bitter than happy. He was still running with a fever after all. He looked

poring over Spark, "You...

hard that night and I didn't take good care of myself so I got a fever.

that she was okay as she moved forward. After four years together, you'd think that they would know each other so well that they didn't have to say a word for them to understand each other. But that was gone now - they were living in a different time and they were

quiet while Molly was figuring out how to talk about what she

talk, trying to save the moment from being awkward, "How about you? How are you? Are you

He didn't know what he was expecting and he couldn't get his mind and mouth to cooperate with one another - he was too nervous. There was no way Molly

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