Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 207

Brian's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement. He still remembered competing with Richie in France for that particular bracelet to give Shirley. He was only five years old then.

More than two decades have passed, and he never expected to find a similar bracelet in QY Island after all this time. He was certain Richie would want these two pieces and maybe, he could make a nice profit off him.

"I'll be right there," Brian told Eric and hung up the phone.

He turned to Molly and said,"I have to go somewhere, so I'll have Tony take you back to the hotel." She was stunned at his sudden decision to leave.

"I can go back to the hotel myself," Molly answered sharply.

The sudden turn of events depressed her even more, and she couldn't even understand why.

Brian frowned at her tone. Eyes still focused on Molly he asked,"Are you sure?"

"The hotel is just around the corner. I can find my way," she sounded irritated.

Afraid to lose her way, Molly memorized the route on the drive to the restaurant from the hotel.

He stared at the woman. After a moment, he told her coolly,"Do whatever you want!" Brian's lips barely moved as he spoke.

With that, he stood up and walked out of the restaurant. Tony followed him after giving Molly a brief look.

She was clutching the fork tightly that her hand began to hurt. Molly tried to control her heaving chest by breathing deeply. She was so frustrated because she didn't even know why she was angry.

Several minutes after Brian left, she finally laid the fork down on her plate and asked the waiter for the bill. Her mood had not improved as she headed for the door.

Standing in front of the restaurant entrance, she paused and tilted her head. The dark blue night sky was lit up by the glow of the full moon. Molly gazed at the stars, spread like tiny pearls around the moon. It was a breathtaking view.

However, Molly was in no mood to appreciate the spectacular night scene. Her perspective was nowhere near romantic. Instead, she saw the dense stars as eyes of people laughing at her being alone.

She withdrew her gaze, sighed, and slowly made her way down the stairs. As she reached the final step, she suddenly felt her leg cramping. Molly couldn't help but cry out in pain. Seconds later, her still swollen ankle acted up, and she was in pure agony. It seemed more painful now than when she twisted it.

The pain in her ankle was becoming unbearable that cold sweat beaded her forehead. Molly clamped her lips together and grimaced. It took an extraordinary effort to hold back the tears threatening to fall because of the pain.

She kept encouraging herself to endure the pain as she walked towards the hotel. "It's no big deal, Molly! You can do this! If you can't handle pain from a sprained ankle, where will you find the strength to face life's future challenges?" she kept telling herself.

She stopped and took deep breaths to calm herself.

Besides the physical pain, what made it more difficult was the sadness she was feeling right now. And she couldn't even figure out the exact reason why she felt that way! Was she sad because the pain in her ankle was back or because Brian left her again?

Slowly, Molly limped back to the hotel, taking care not to put too much pressure on the swollen ankle. Like she told Brian, Seaview Hotel was just around the corner, a few minutes' walk from the restaurant. But given her condition, it took her forever to get back to the hotel.

She raised her head to check how much farther she had to walk. Just a little bit more. Taking a deep breath, she continued limping towards the hotel. Since she was so focused on her swollen ankle, Molly never noticed the man following behind her.