Her faint voice was like a sting to his ears and he felt as if his heart was being grabbed tightly by agony. The look in his eyes softened. He observed the streak of tears on her cheek and then looked into her eyes which did nothing to keep her secrets hidden.
Molly would never know what kind of thing had happened and would happen to her merely because of her beautiful eyes.
"So you still have the feeling of being numb, huh?" With knitted eyebrows, Eric stretched out his hands and pulled her against his chest rudely. Then he continued to ask in a low voice,"Can you try not to be in such an awkward position when I meet you the next time?"
"Nope," Molly replied in a dull tone, leaning against his chest. A smile appeared on her face, glad that she was still in the vein for jokes in such a situation, even though the smile contained more grief than happiness.
Her spoiled tone touched Eric's heart and he couldn't help hugging her more tightly. His anger at her for not answering his calls had all vanished at that moment.
They embraced each other quietly for a while. Then Molly broke the silence and asked,"Hey, didn't you say that you wanna go somewhere else? I'm freezing to death now."
Her tantrum left Eric dumbfounded. He slightly pushed Molly away from his chest. Then he met her eyes, shining below her fluttering eyelids, and asked coldly,"Then why were you sitting here? You deserve a freezing death."
In spite of his harsh words, he stood up and took Molly's hands, helping her stand up. When he touched her icy cold hands, he frowned and asked,"Why do your hands always feel as cold as ice?"
Molly followed Eric towards his bold red Lamborghini as she mumbled,"Because nobody warms my hands for me."
Eric glanced at the depressed look on her face. Then he leaned close to her and said with a smile,"My honey, let me do it for you."
"Stay away from me! Who's your 'honey'?" Molly replied with an angry glare and disdain in her eyes.
"Hah, I remember someone saying, 'My honey, I thought you were in a meeting' this afternoon. Who was that?" Eric imitated her sweet tone and his smile widened when he saw the embarrassment on Molly's face.
"Humph, don't talk to me!" Molly said angrily with tight lips as she opened the door and got into the car.
Eric pouted and shrugged his shoulders. He got into the car and started it. Then he asked,"Why are you here alone? Where is Aunt Shirley?"
"We got separated for some reason." The fake happiness on Molly's face disappeared all of a sudden. She suppressed her emotion and changed the topic. "How did you find me here anyway? It's already so late."
"I wanted to know if Brian had punished you because of what happened in the mall this afternoon," Eric made a casual excuse. In fact, he had no idea why he was there to find Molly. He had happened to call her on a whim, but the call had gone unanswered. Then he kept calling and it went straight to voicemail.
After that, he jumped into his car and rode along the streets looking for her till he had found her at the roadside. Ever since their first meet, he was always running into her.
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