Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 374

"Brian," Molly called his attention, skepticism apparent in her tone.

"Is it true that you haven't pursued a woman before?

Am I right?"

She spoke with her eyes wide and alert, her head slightly slanting to the side as she gazed at him.

Brian's attractive profile made her smile, a warm caress?akin to the sunlight that she welcomed.

He was angry at first but seeing her smile gave him relief. Slowly, he took a few steps towards her and helped her put the jacket on. "Aren't you assuming too much about it?"

"What other choice do I have, anyway?" she asked, freezing at his words.

"Indeed," Brian replied as he glanced at her, looking calm and collected.

Molly agreed at once.

There was a momentary pause between them as she pondered about it, making her frown.

"I don't need you to follow me because I told you before I'm not going leave. Don't you realize?it's weird for a big hotshot guy following an odd girl like me?" she asked, licking her parched lips after.

"No," came his quick reply.

His gaze went down to his wrist, specifically on the teeth mark Molly had inflicted on him.

The bite was strong. It almost seemed?like she had put all her strength into it. It was still raw and torn. He might need to stitch the gaping wound.

And yet, the expression he had was far from being in pain.

'A meek woman like Molly could sometimes bare her teeth, ' he thought, smiling to himself.

As she glanced at him, Molly noted the unusual expression on his face. When she followed?his gaze, her heart was suddenly filled with regret and fear. The angry wound she made looked painful and disgusting.

"You may not be the first woman I'd chased but you certainly be the first to bite me," he said, looking at her.

Shocked, Molly moved a meter as she stared with guilt, stuttering with her words.

"I... I…It's your fault! You should've let me go."

"Are you saying I deserve this bite?"

He asked as he stared at her with a raised brow.

Embarrassed, she pursed her lip and nodded. Her?voice was almost like a whisper when she spoke.

"You should leave me be.

I mean what I said. It isn't my fault.

Can't you see that?"

Without a notice, Molly shrieked in shock as Brian moved towards her.

"My goodness, Brian!

What are you doing?!"

As she kept moving, she didn't notice that she was almost at the edge of her seat. The next thing she felt was the hard bump on her butt. She moaned, her face distorted in pain.

"That serves you right," Brian said, his voice too calm.

A hint of mischief was apparent in his eyes.

With a frown on her face, she stood in front of him with a grim look, trying to keep her cool. But the pain was simply intolerable that she can't help but howl, "You vengeful bastard!"

The expression she had only delighted him. With one arm on the backrest, he looked at the scenery before him, focusing on a flock of chirping sparrows.

"You're naive, Molly. Do you really think I'm following you around?"

Looking at her face, he further added, "This might come across as rather complex but I think you're in danger."

His words stung her deep-seated emotions. Despite this, she continued to look at his cold, handsome face, hoping for a flicker of hope. Unfortunately, her efforts were put in vain. "What do you mean?" she slowly asked.

Brian attempted to grasp her hand which she intuitively evaded, her eyes looking anywhere but him. The simple action darkened his mood as his cold tone was sharp. "Sit here."

Contemplating his words, Molly met his icy eyes and sat on the seat next to him while still keeping a good distance.

The redness of the knuckles on her hands got his attention. He heedlessly took them with his, warming them with the pads on his hands. The gesture left Molly speechless.