Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 131

Living in this hypocritical world, caring too much about what other people think will only hurt you in the end.

The atmosphere in the villa was extremely tense.

Everyone inside looked pretty serious.

Frank left when he saw Richie return with Shirley.

From the look on Richie's face, he seemed to have figured out immediately where Richie had found Shirley, so he left right away after greeting them.

He thought that both of them must have come back from Mr. Shen's place. Only a few people knew the real identity of Mr. Shen, and even fewer people knew about his previous relationship with Shirley. However, Richie and Frank knew about their past, and Frank understood what it felt like for Richie to find out that his own wife was rescued by her old lover.

Jealousy arose in what had happened, but anger was more evident and potent. Frank thought that Richie was actually mad at himself for not being able to be there for Shirley while she was in danger.

He thought about how Shirley looked like while he was driving. Judging from her red and a bit swollen eyes, she seemed to have cried a well of tears. His face darkened at the thought, frowning. Ever since Shirley had left Dragon Island with Richie and Wing, he had never seen her cry out of sadness.

Though Frank drove pretty fast, Eric was still able to follow closely behind. Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at Frank's car in front with anger on his face.

He had never seen his father look like this before. There was an evident concern on Frank's face when they were in the villa. Eric could tell that his father had restrained himself from saying anything. Even though it had been so many years, Eric wondered whether his father was still in love with Shirley up until now.

Pursing his lips, Eric found himself mad at this thought in his mind.

What if his father was still in love with Shirley? If he was, how could he be with Smart while he was actually still in love with another woman? Was that the so-called true love?

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Standing in the corner, Molly was at a loss on what to do. The man standing in front of her looked a lot like Brian which made her almost sure that he was his father. She looked at his solemn face and felt so nervous that she could hardly breathe.

Sometimes Brian made her nervous as well because of the pressure he had imposed on her as he kept on meddling and controlling everything in her life. The pressure given by Brian's father was very different. He looked like a sophisticated man whose decision was beyond question. Molly felt that he could see right through her, so she didn't dare to look straight into his eyes.

Although Molly thought that Brian and his father were both powerful men with strong imposing manners, she felt that Brian's father made her more afraid than Brian did since his father was his senior.

Molly glanced at Shirley who was sitting on the couch. With her red eyes, it wasn't hard to tell that she had cried a while ago. Shirley angled her face away from the direction of Brian's father, deliberately looking away from him and seemingly very furious at him.

Molly wanted to approach and comfort Shirley, but before she took a step, she saw the serious look on Brian's face. She stopped immediately, lowered her head and gazed at the floor, like a girl who had done something wrong.

"Molly Xia, come with me to the casino,"