Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 276

The night winds blew gently. She didn't care if he was happy or not.

The tears she shed flowed like water.

She buried her sadness in her heart, and denied her own feelings.

Molly cried for a while. And sobs racked her body. That was when she realized that she and Eric were too close.

Angrily, she pushed him away. She turned to glare at him with tears in her eyes.

Eric was a little miffed, but he shrugged and put on a smile. "Done crying?" He pretended not to care so that she wouldn't be able to figure what he was really thinking.

Molly glared at him again.

"Wow. Ice queen over here!" Eric grumbled. Then he raised his eyebrows and asked,"Are you hungry?" Before Molly could answer, he added,"How does the South Street Alley sound?"

Molly looked at Eric suspiciously, a little surprised at his suggestion.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Eric sulked,"I'm bored of fancy restaurants and it's time for a change. Besides, the food there is quite good and delicious."

Molly breathed deeply to compose herself. After wiping tears from her face, she typed a string of words. "I'm exhausted and hungry and tired of crying."

Picking up the phone, Eric glanced at the screen and smiled. "I don't know what to do with you sometimes."

Molly blew her nose and typed on her phone again. "When I'm happy, I laugh. I cry when I'm sad. That's normal. No need to hide who I am. Unlike you, I can't smile when I'm not happy. You're such a hypocrite."

Eric smiled resignedly and thought, 'She would be so cute if she could actually say that out loud.' When he thought about this, he didn't feel upset anymore, but happy.

"Yeah. You may be right." Eric shook his head and drove to the South Street Alley. He talked all the way through, and Molly was listening to him, giving him some expressions every now and then.

Knowing that Molly couldn't speak, Eric was upset, but he kept this hidden behind an even expression. He wondered if Molly's throat would ever be healed. He felt extremely sad at the thought that she might never utter another sound again.

Soon they were at their destination. Eric parked his limited-edition Jaguar XK R on the side of the road, attracting everyone's attention. People started to talk, reminded of the stir that Park Shin Chun caused a few nights ago. It seemed that there was a similar sports car parked here then.

Molly got out of the car, stretched, and typed on her cell phone. "We couldn't get here the other day because of the accident. Wanna try the sausage like I planned?"

"Sausage?" Eric asked doubtfully.

Molly looked at his suspicious expression and pouted,"Never mind. I'll eat it myself. Huh!"

"OK. OK. OK! You're the boss. Now let's go in." Eric pressed his lips. Seeing that Molly was still upset, Eric gave her another ingratiating smile.

Molly looked up at Eric and walked with him into the bustling night market.

In just a few days, they were in better spirits than the last time they visited the place. They sat in a stall, talking and laughing, as if they had forgotten their unhappiness and nothing had happened in the car.

In the crowd they ate happily. No one paid attention to what they were doing, because everyone else was doing it too. They were quite happy. And it was a good thing to just laugh without reservation, and just forget being sad for a while.

"Oh, I'm so full!" Eric leaned his seat back and burped loudly.

"What do you think of sausage now? I thought you didn't like it? So why did you down three of them?"