Before Eric fully immersed himself in all these thoughts they had already arrived at the villa. Lisa couldn't hide the bliss in her smile as Molly pulled out the bags full of edibles. She gave the kitchen voluntarily to Molly while she helped John clean up the greenhouse in the backyard.
Molly was as busy as a bee getting dinner ready while Eric, who sat on a bar stool, was just toying with the tomatoes. Gradually, he was again consumed by his thoughts.
He had never witnessed any women so busy making dinner for a man in the kitchen before. His mom was always busy.
Besides, neither his mom nor his grandma was good at cooking.
His Aunt Shirley might often cook for Richie, yet he never got the chance to see her in the kitchen either.
For some unknown reason, Molly's cooking for his brother conveyed a stinging discomfort.
"Little Molly, why on earth have you suddenly decided to make dinner for Brian?" Eric asked, puzzled.
It would be very understandable for her not to, considering what had happened at the shopping mall and the Grand Night Casino the other day.
Molly exhibited enthusiasm in the kitchen while Eric frowned unable to escape from all his thoughts.
'Did something happen last night that I know nothing of?' Eric wondered.
The kitchen was filled with glee with Molly's presence. Not a bit of woe was existent.
She was perfecting her very own chicken recipe, thus averting her attention from Eric's being.
"Little Molly, how sure are you that Brian will come home for dinner?" Eric couldn't help asking. He, with no doubt, knew how busy Brian was at the moment since the reception wine party would transpire the next day.
Molly was stunned by Eric's query. She had never thought about the possibility that Brian might not come back. "I am uncertain about it," she answered.
The vibrant spirit the kitchen had possessed earlier gradually turned dull and gray. She glared gloomily at the food she had prepared with all her heart.
Eric's admirable face had swiftly turned dark. Strangely, he felt bad looking at Molly's melancholic eyes. Hence, he suggested without a thought,"You can call him. He might come back even if he is busy when he knows you have cooked dinner for him!"
With her eyes brightened, Molly hurriedly dialed Brian's digits after she heard Eric's suggestion.
Brian was in Golden Auditorium, watching the rehearsal of Wing and the band. Suddenly, his mobile phone vibrated. Taking another look at Wing who was focused on the rehearsal on the stage with his eagle eyes, he turned around and went outside to answer the phone. Seeing it was from Molly, he frowned slightly. Meanwhile, he picked up the phone and placed it to his ear. "Hmm?" He sounded very cold.
Thrilled hearing Brian's low, deep and attractive voice, she eyed Eric and asked,"I just wanted to know if you are coming back for dinner tonight."
The whole Auditorium was having a full plate. It was very evident in the staff bustling around in front of Brian. He then asked,"Why? Something came up?"
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