Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 223

Molly woke up very early, and she had not slept well all night.

She tossed and turned over and over again. The few times she fell asleep, she'd wake up because of uneasiness or nightmares before long.

At midnight she came out and found that the light in the study was still on. She knew that sometimes Brian was very busy. He even could be so busy that he went to bed very late for several consecutive days. However, he rarely stayed up for the whole night.

When she got up at dawn, she boiled milk and toasted bread in the kitchen. She waited for Brian for quite a while, but he did not come out. Finally, she went upstairs with a glass of milk. She was about to knock at the door of the study when the door opened from the inside.

Although Brian had stayed up for the whole night too, he did not look tired at all. His face was still cold and indifferent as he always was. He took a glance at the milk in Molly's hand and contemplated for a while before he asked,"Why did you get up so early?"

With no word, Molly simply delivered the glass of milk in her hand and gave him a hint with her eyes. Brian understood tacitly and took the glass.

Taking out her mobile phone, she typed something, then put the phone in Brian's face. "I could not fall asleep. And I saw that you probably stayed up the whole night too, so I went downstairs to make breakfast!"

Slightly, Brian glanced at her phone and read. "What was wrong with you?" he asked with a slight frown,"You couldn't sleep well the whole night?"

In response Molly nodded. But then she corrected herself, smiled slightly and shook her head instead, meaning it was OK with her. She pointed downstairs with her finger.

"Let me wash my face and brush my teeth first. Once I've freshened up we can have breakfast together!" Taking cue from what Molly meant, Brian replied.

With a smile, Molly nodded and pointed at the glass of milk. As soon as Brian passed it back, she turned around and went downstairs.

As she walked down, Brian kept his gaze on her back, with a solemn impression showing on his face, and his deep eyes giving a hint of irritation. It didn't sit well with him that Molly was pretending to be strong.

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Due to the sudden snowfall, temperatures across the city had fallen below zero. The harsh moist and cold air passed through people's clothes and bit their skin as if it carried innumerable fine ice needles to freeze people to the bones.

At an ordinary cafe in A City, which opened twenty-four seven, Steven sat inside a private room, with a cup of steaming coffee in front of him. He kept peeping outside. It seemed he was anxious, waiting for someone.

He sat there much longer, just waiting, sometimes even forgetting about his coffee. Once the coffee cooled down, he would order for another one. Finally, after nearly three hours, he watched a car pull into the cafe's parking lot. His eyes shone as soon as he saw the man who came out of the car. However, he did not move. He just sat there quietly waiting, till the man walked into the private room.

The man stared at Steven for a short while before sitting down opposite him. Then he asked,"When did you arrive here?"

"Just a moment ago!" Looking at the man with a poker face, Steven did not tell him the truth.

The man peered at Steven with a pair of sharp eyes, as if he knew better than that. He ordered a cup of coffee from the waiter, and asked Steven in a low voice,"How about Sharon and Molly?"