Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 1147

Charlie smiled faintly at Evelyn's question. He gently wiped the milk stains from the corner of her mouth with a napkin and then answered in a soft voice, "Nothing happened."

Evelyn didn't believe him at all. She looked at him suspiciously, however, there was nothing but a soft smile on his face and a desire to pamper his dear sister. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder how happy and lucky the woman who won Charlie's heart would be.

Evelyn sighed deeply and went back to drinking the milk tea silently.

"What's wrong?" Charlie asked, titling his head slightly.

Evelyn said slowly without looking at her brother, "I was wondering what I would do after you get married in the future."

"What?" Charlie was dumbstruck by her sudden woe. Seeing how genuinely agonized she looked, he lowered his eyes and smiled. "Well, then you will be pampered by one more person," he said.

"You're wrong,"

Ezra interrupted when Evelyn was just about to speak. Her eyes had shone brightly at Charlie's words, but now the shine had disappeared.

She fumed at Ezra, who was sitting opposite to her. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Why is he wrong?"

Ezra pushed his refined rimless glasses slightly up the bridge of his sharp nose, an evilly attractive smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Evelyn thought that he would say something to piss her off even more, but he said, "Not just one more. You will be pampered by two other people other than your brothers."

Evelyn furrowed her brows as she did not understand the meaning behind his words. Confusedly, she turned towards Charlie, hoping that he would enlighten her.

However, Charlie lowered his head to smile faintly instead of explaining. To worsen things, he said something that confused her even more. "I don't think this is the right time," he said, looking at Ezra. He displayed no emotions on his face.

Ezra scanned Charlie's eyes, looking for a clue as to what he was thinking. Charlie didn't avert his eyes either. Ezra knew all too well what kind of existence the Long Family was. And he was clearly aware of how every man in the Long Family pampered Evelyn. But even so, he could not give up on Evelyn without fighting for her love just because of the pressure from the Long Family or any other reason.

Ever since he had met Evelyn five years ago and had become friends with Charlie eventually, he had had an extremely colorful life. He finally had somebody to long for and somebody who treated him well.

"The right time will never come—" Ezra replied as his eyes darkened, "—until I give it a try."

"You think you can make it?" Charlie asked ambiguously. Evelyn did not understand what he meant.

Ezra did. "At least I should take a step, right?" he replied with another question.

Ezra stood up abruptly. Confused, Evelyn asked, "Uh...Excuse me, But can either of you tell me what you two are— Ow!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Ezra pulled her up from her seat.

"What the hell?!" Evelyn yelled at him.

Ezra didn't respond to her fury. Instead, he fixed his eyes on Charlie, who was eyeballing him back. Ezra said slowly, "If you ask me, she will be lost unless somebody soon replaces you." A smile played on his slips—like a challenge, filled with mischief and danger. More than anything, it was a firm decision.

"Ahem! Ezra Zhou, what are you doing? Release me! Hey! Where are you taking me? Charlie! Charlie, what the hell is going on?"

Evelyn's yelling slowly faded away. Still sitting at the table, Charlie looked at the two figures walking away. He smirked and shook his head. "How much do I have to pay?" he asked the stall keeper.

He paid the bill and left. Unfortunately, Evelyn was still not able to get rid of Ezra's grip on her hands, even though she was good at taekwondo and judo. She didn't know why she couldn't win against him. It was like he had eyes on his back as well. She tried her best to kick him many times, but she couldn't even graze him.

"Ezra, where are you taking me?" Evelyn roared. She was too pissed off to worry about the passers-by who were staring at them.

Ezra didn't say a word the whole time. He just pulled her along with him until they arrived at a bridge over the city moat. In the dim street light, Evelyn's fair cheeks looked softer. Little moths were flying around the lights.

"Do you know this place?" Ezra asked without any prologue.

Evelyn was extremely furious. She didn't give a crap about where this place was. As Ezra ignored her anger, she started to fume in rage. Without a word, she folded her hands tightly into fists and attacked him head on. She moved so sharply that she cut the wind in front of her.

However, her fists didn't hit the target. She couldn't touch Ezra at all.

Evelyn was mad. This had never happened to her before. She raised her leg and tried to round-kick him.

Ezra moved fluidly as if he had foreseen her kick. Her leg almost touched his body, but failed to make proper contact. Ezra moved slightly to grab Evelyn's fist that was about to hit his face. He took the opportunity to prevent her next movement by locking her arm behind her. Meanwhile, his gaze under the glasses had become dark.

"Argh! Ezra, let go of me!" Evelyn roared as she attempted to get out of his grip. However, Ezra had wrapped her hands tightly in his. She could not move at all.