"Molly," Brian gritted his teeth and said,"are you so unwilling to part with it?" Brian was referring to the number. She thought he meant the pic of the snowmen.
The tears gushed out uncontrollably like a flood from a dike. Molly bit her lip tightly and stared at Brian. She felt so much pain in her heart that she could barely breathe. He could dislike her; he could trample on everything she owned. He could even crush her dignity. But why did he sneer at the only photo she liked?
Molly looked at the phone that was still in Brian's hand with tearful eyes. That phone meant something to her just because of the photo. Now… he deleted the photo. She didn't need it anymore!
She took a deep breath and raised her chin, trying to hold back the tears. She swallowed as her eyes filled with tears. Her lips shivered and she inhaled sharply. Then she turned around and opened the car door. Just when she wanted to get out of the car, Brian grabbed her arm tightly. She tried to escape from his grip, ignoring how much her arm hurt.
Brian didn't speak. He just set his jaw tighter and watched Molly squirming in his grasp. Her rebellion was like a small child throwing a fit. He just found it ridiculous.
Molly could not break free from Brian's grasp. She tried prying his fingers, bending his arm. She had done everything she could, but nothing worked. Her fury was plain to see. She couldn't speak so it would be useless to yell. But that didn't stop her from mouthing obscenities.
Looking at her show of anger, Brian was incensed. His deep black eyes turned to dark unknown eddies. He felt angry that Molly got so sad all of sudden. And all because he deleted Edgar's number? At the same time, he felt distressed to see her in such a mood.
Molly was snuffling nose and weeping. She violently tried to escape his grasp, pounding on his arm. However, she failed. She reached out and did the only thing she could with her free arm.
*Smek!*
The clear and crisp sound of a slap echoed through the car. They both sat there in shock. Molly even forgot to cry. And she forgot to think. She just stared at Brian with tearful eyes... Her stinging palm reminded her of what she did.
Brian's head didn't move from the slap. He just kept his eyes straight ahead. His cold and indifference face had no other expression. But his deep eyes gradually showed his lividity. He slowly turned his head. His lips curved into a weird smile as the burning feeling on his face reminded him what had happened. Molly blanched at his bizarre expression. She really wanted to get out of here. However, her arm was still trapped by Brian. She had no way out.
Molly moved her lower lip and wanted to say something. But she could not say anything. All she could do was blink. She was frightened to even look at Brian. The lights on the road shone into the car. Her tears glittered in the darkness.
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