Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 1020

Gazing at Molly with his deep-set eyes, Spark moved the bow gracefully across the violin. As a result, the friction between the bow and the strings created a harmonious melody that conjured up feelings of a lazy summer afternoon under the shade of a tree with a light breeze and the sound of a chirping cicada.

The first time that he had met Molly was when he had been playing the violin in an underground passage with only a group of ants as an audience. At that time, he had been viewed as a fool by every passer-by except for her. Spark stared at Molly with his flaming eyes without concealing his focus on her at all, as if they were the only two people in the whole restaurant, while the waiters, other diners and Brian were not present at all.

She was a stranger to him at the time, but he still grabbed her by the hand and dragged her along with him to escape from Manny's chase. Together they hid in a park by the roadside. Up until then, he had been experiencing a mental block in composition for a more extended period. However, after gazing upon her face that was radiating in the glow of the sunlight, he was suddenly greatly inspired.

As a result, he had composed "The Summer Breeze". The beautiful piece had made quite a stir. He had said that he created the melody for her and that he would only play it for her.

Slowly, Spark closed his eyes. With gentle and peaceful music playing, he allowed himself to sink deeply into his memories from the past several years. He remembered the Molly who had been weeping at the entrance of the subway in London, the Molly who had worked as his assistant with self-confidence, and the Molly who had been willing to give up everything for the sake of Mark. When his left hand became disabled, he told himself that he wouldn't care about anything as long as she was happy. However, how could he give up playing the violin so easily? The violin was his mother's favorite musical instrument and was a part of him for so many years.

He didn't want her to feel worried or have any feelings of guilt, but he suspected that she did just that, worried and felt guilty for him. Brian tried his best to restore the nerves in his hand, and he did that only for Molly's sake. Knowing that, how could Spark possibly refuse the treatment for his hand or continue to be low-spirited? He had to try his best to recover so that Molly could feel relieved.

He pushed the bow in his hand forward and then raised it slowly. After the beautiful sound of the piano played by a woman had ended, the whole restaurant fell into silence. It was as if everything had stopped moving at the same time.

Brian didn't look at Spark. He only twirled the goblet in his hand slightly with his slender fingers. Under the soft light inside the restaurant, the scarlet wine in the goblet looked surreal. His gaze fell on the intoxicating liquid.

Previously he had been afraid that Molly would be taken away from him by Spark, but now he wasn't worried about it at all. The reason wasn't due to Brian having confidence in himself, but because Molly had won his trust. When Molly recovered from the beautiful piece of music, Brian raised his eyes slowly to look at her with his deep eyes, from which a powerful love radiated. However, when he saw what Molly was doing, the expression of love from his eyes was mixed with a bit of envy.

He did trust Molly, but when he saw how she stared at Spark as if there were no one else in the whole restaurant but her and Spark, it was a different emotion.