The days were going by slowly, but sometimes, Molly felt that time was flying.
With a hand pressed against the edge of the basin, she was kneading the dough with her other hand, and was lost in her thoughts.
She hadn't seen Brian for another three days. When she had first come here, she had hoped she would stay there for a month without having to see him.
However, making the snowman and then falling ill had made her slightly attracted to Brian. She had been thinking of him for the last few days. Sometimes she even sat on the sofa in a daze for a long while, with a book in her hands.
She had become highly curious about his matters, and the more she wanted to know about him, the more she thought of him.
These days, only John and his family members were taking care of the villa. John had told her not to go towards the back of the house and except for that, she was free to roam about.
While free to roam about inside, she had no idea whether she was allowed to leave the villa or not.
The thought of leaving seemed to bring a furrow on her brows and she stopped kneading.
Eric's gaze was glued on her secretly, and there was a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Finally, when he could no longer help it, he spoke,"Little Molly..."
She was startled to hear him and turned around to find him leaning against the kitchen door. His hands were folded across his chest and his legs were slightly crossed. "Why are you here?" she asked. After a little pause, she continued in an unhappy tone,"Don't call me that!"
He seemed amused and totally ignored her angry eyes. "Why wouldn't I be here? And..."
He stood up and slowly walked towards her. Molly glared at him and backed away. "If I can't call you Little Molly, can I call you Molly or some other lovely name?"
There seemed to be some affection in his voice and his breath was surrounding her. It was fresh and faint, different from Brian's breath with a faint mint smell.
Her hands tainted with flour, she gazed at him while backing away, until she hit the wall. Clenching her teeth, she said,"We're not familiar with each other, so don't call me like that!" Besides, I don't want any close relationship with you, so please keep away from me!"
"What if I don't listen to you?" Eric's mouth twisted into a sly smile, making him look more mischievous.
Molly pulled a long face and gritted her teeth, slowly saying,"I don't want him to misunderstand... Oh no! What are you doing? Let go of me! Eric Long, let go of me!"
Molly shouted and began to struggle, trying to break away. However, Eric grasped her firmly and pressed her shoulders against the wall, not letting her move.
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