Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 313

Edgar had not left. When Molly walked away from his car, he watched her leave. When Molly got in Brian's car, Edgar just went back and sat in his car. He'd been there the whole time. People were always the same. Even though he knew his heart would hurt more the longer he looked at her, he was still reluctant to leave. He just stared at the car Molly entered just now. Even if he knew... he could see nothing but the body of the car, shining under the lights! The windows were tinted so there was no way he could see inside.

He had thought that after Molly got into the car, they'd leave. However, they just kept waiting there…What in the world were they doing in there? Edgar clenched the steering wheel. He smiled in self-mockery. Just when he was about to start the car, he saw the other car door open. Then he saw Molly's hand and half of her body. It looked like she was trying to leave, and then she was pulled back into the car! He had no time to react!

Edgar was afraid that there was something wrong there. He just wanted to get out of his car and find out what had happened to Molly. But he stopped suddenly. He looked at the car door and frowned. His temples pulsed. He tried to suppress the desire to see Molly again.

He didn't know what was happening in the car. But Molly probably didn't want to him to see her right now anyway. Would she be embarrassed?

Edgar's hand tightened around the handle of the door. The sound of the hand shaking the handle reverberated in the narrow space. It sounded unusual and weird. Edgar's breath gradually got heavier. He slowly squinted and held back the pain in his eyes. Even though he felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

Edgar closed his eyes. He had always been proud of his courage. He never felt that he would be so cowardly. He helplessly looked at his dear woman in the arms of another man. He could only pretend to be impassive because it was all a big mess. He clearly knew that she was sad and was now in danger, but he just couldn't bring himself to try and save her.

*Bang!*

He pounded the car window with his fist. The glass broke, and cracks webbed from the point of impact and spread outward. Dark red blood flowed slowly down the broken glass, dying the cracks the same color. Under the neon lights, it looked extremely gothic.

The stinging spread from the hand to his heart. Edgar slowly opened his eyes. His usually gentle face was full of grief. He did not dare to look at the car in front of him anymore. He felt like a deserter, running from the army. He started the car and hurriedly left Moonlight Street, full of remorse and helplessness.

How much sadness hid in two cars and three people in the richest part of the city?

Unseen by the people in either car, another vehicle stopped on the corner, a little ways from Grand Night Casino. The people in the passenger seat had a clear view of the gate, while no one in the casino could see the car.

The man in the driver's seat turned his head to regard his companion. "Should we do it tonight?" Fox asked Howard. Fox was special forces, and he was itching for some action. He was also driving.

Howard took the telescope. He focused on Edgar first. That man was just leaving. Then he focused on the Mercedes Benz that still parked in front of the Grand Night Casino. He hesitated a moment and then said,"We might get more leverage if we kidnap Molly Xia. She's important to Edgar, and we think she's important to Mr. Brian Long as well. And she's an easier target."