Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 68

Molly stared at him silently. His face was neither cold nor soft. Instead, it looked casual. Only his thin lips under his high nose and thick black eyelashes seemed to portray his indifference.

Molly watched him sleep, and a strange feeling suddenly flashed through her mind: he was as quiet as a kid!

She quickly frowned, and sneered at such an improper comparison. Then she disapprovingly curled her lips and looked away. However, after a while, she looked at him again, and his calm and peaceful face suddenly reminded her of the warm embrace she had been in yesterday...

Her eyelashes fluttered, and slowly, her eyes turned blank and perplexed. It seemed like she had several complex emotions towards that man-- grudges, fears, annoyance, resistance, even submission... Sometimes, she even felt like he had captured her heart.

Molly tried to recall yesterday's events, but she failed to remember how she got out of the staircases. All she remembered was that warm, powerful embrace had carried her upstairs and she had managed to fall asleep. She had been extremely overwhelmed at that time and the person had felt familiar.

She thought, 'Brian, I can't understand the kind of person you are! You treated me so cruelly and then you turn into this gentle man who takes my breath away.'

She pressed her lips together, and fell into her deep thought. Another vague memory flashed through her mind; he seemed to have kissed her with furious eyes. She blinked her eyes, totally absorbed in her thoughts. Her weakness could still be seen in her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, they were met with a sharp gaze.

"Ow!"

Taken aback by his severe gaze, Molly wanted to move away from Brian but her wound ached again and her whole face twisted.

Brian slightly lifted the corners of his mouth, and said in a cold tone, "I'm surprised that you can feel the pain."

Molly curled her lips at his words, and moved her gaze towards another side. Feeling uncomfortable with his mockery, she murmured her retort, "Of course I can! I'm not a doll, am I?"

Her faint grumble in a muffled and hoarse voice flowed into Brian's ears, and the smile on his face became bigger, with less indifference and more relief in it.

"What happened yesterday?" he then asked in a sullen tone.

Molly felt the coldness in his words which allowed no refusal. She pressed her lips tightly and looked away. Then she replied sulkily, "It's nothing serious!"

"Nothing serious?" Brian repeated in a raised voice. He sneered, and decided not to ask anymore. Tony had told him what had happened yesterday, although he felt that Steven had concealed something from them.

'Humph, poor guy!'

Brian sneered in his mind, and thought, 'He used to be such a big cheese, but now he has to lead such a humble life! I'm curious what he thinks on seeing his daughter like this!'