Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 608

Life was a mystery. Love was especially so. No one will ever be able to figure out this mystery of life. We're all stuck in this labyrinth of love, desperate to find a way out. A way out that didn't exist.

Brian walked out of the room.

Shrouded in moonlight, the place seemed solemn and desolate. Tony was waiting outside for Brian. When he saw Brian, he bowed slightly and took the box that was in Brian's hands. "Get rid of it," Brian ordered.

Tony threw a glance at Molly's room and said, "Yes, sir." Then he followed Brian to the study as he spoke, "Mr. Brian, Steven's flight is ready. What do we do next?"

"Just let him come back," Brian's voice was detached, "His days are already numbered and Molly wants to see him. Besides, Daniel is his son. Maybe seeing his son and daughter will make him feel a bit better."

Tony pondered as Brian spoke, 'Brian's different now. He used to be so cold and cruel - he wouldn't even think twice about killing a person. But now he was kinder and more considerate.'

The night flew by and soon it was a brand new day. The sun was up and the sky was clear and blue, which was symbolic of hope - but unfortunately, it was just that: hope.

"Ouch. Argh," The whole room was eclipsed with the golden veil of the sunlight. Molly tried to move her arm but it hurt as soon as she tried, "It hurts," she complained.

She was able to gather herself as she sat up and looked at her left arm. It ached but there was no wound or anything.

She looked closely again and spotted a small spot of her skin where a pin had seemingly punctured on. At a loss, she racked her brain trying to recall the sting that she felt last night when she tried to open her eyes but to no avail. It was as if she had been drugged. Unconsciously, she stroked her lips until something clicked in her mind.

She jumped off the bed and stormed out of the room. She looked downstairs where Brian was having breakfast. Without thinking twice, she rushed to him and questioned, "Brian, what did you do to me?"

But Brian didn't answer or even move. He continued reading the newspaper as he took a sip of his milk.

"Brian," Molly showed her left arm to him and asked, "Did you inject something in me?" Her tone was frightened but she looked furiously at him.