Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 457

But how could he bear to let her escape from his hands, from his control? Brian sighed deeply. It was fate. They were fated to be entangled in each other's lives, no matter if they loved or hated each other. But at that very moment, all he could think about was how to conquer conflicting feelings of infinite fury and inconceivable desire.

In his head, he was saying, 'No, Molly. You have no right to play this game. Only I can put an end to it.'

Brian never moved in his seat as Molly walked towards him and finally sat down slowly on the chair opposite him. His eyes seemed to have grown darker and gloomier as it filled with sorrow. No one dared to break the silence that had stretched uncomfortably. Brian and Molly just sat there looking into one another's eyes. How much hatred, or how much love did each have against the other? No one had the answer. If there was one thing they both knew for sure, it was that whether what they felt was love or hatred, in their hearts, no one could ever get away from the other.

Outside, darkness had fallen. The sun had disappeared into the horizon, leaving the sky dim and gloomy. Patches of light slanted through the window and cast shadows on their faces, with features so delicate and perfect.

Finally, Molly broke the prolonged silence. She took a deep breath to gather herself and challenged, "Did you take Mark?" she inquired. Inside, she didn't feel as bold as she sounded.

Instead of a simple question, it came out more like an interrogation. But that's because instinct told Molly that Brian had taken Mark. She refused to believe it was merely a coincidence that Brain was staying at the hotel when Mark disappeared. And it was after she called Brian that she became almost certain of her suspicions.

Candidly, Brian replied, "Yes." Seeing Molly's eyes glint with ire, he slowly said, "You left a boy under four years alone in a hotel. You're not qualified to be a mother!"

"And what gives you the right to judge me?" A sudden rage challenged her. Her fury was so intense that Molly didn't even realize how she was acting and speaking. "If you did not take Mark away by force, he wouldn't have gone anywhere without waiting for me!" she frantically cried out.

"I took him. So, what?" A cynical smile crossed his lips. "It's not like he can resist me. If I won't let him go, then he doesn't have a choice."