Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 719

The greatest pain that you have inflicted upon me is that you spared no effort in making me believe that I meant everything to you yesterday, yet you behave like I'm nothing to you today.

Your loveless look is like a sharp knife darted directly at my heart.

"I understand that he doesn't remember me anymore. But what about Mark? He's his son. How can he just disown Mark?" Molly's lips trembled in agony, as she tried to ignore the stabbing pain in her heart. She held Mark's tiny hand firmly in her left hand, and had the divorce agreement clutched tightly in her right. Brian's signature on it was as beautiful as a flying dragon; there was no hesitation when he had signed it.

Eric crouched beside Molly, his legs crossed leisurely. "Brian has lost all his memories of you, Mol," he said, looking at Molly. He then rested his eyes on Mark, who looked visibly distressed. He paused to steady himself because he had no idea how Molly would react to his next words. He continued with dismay, "You're just a stranger in his eyes. And if it weren't for Mark, he would have..."

"Killed me?" Molly cut in before Eric could finish his sentence. She stared into his eyes with a bitter smile on her face, "Or hand me over to the Black Wolf?"

Eric frowned, not knowing how to answer Molly's questions. It was highly probable that Brian would do any of those things to Molly if he thought she was in his way. There was not a time in his life when he had lessened his ingrained coldness in front of any woman, except for the one he loved. And because of his cold heart, no woman dared to get close to him without his permission. Since he had forgotten everything about Molly, she was just one of those ordinary women now. He would not show her any mercy if she were to become a hindrance in his life.

"Uncle Eric," Mark called him in a low voice, "Will Papa Brian leave Mommy and me?" His childish voice was filled with sadness and he sobbed. He was happy when he was told that his Papa Brian had finally woken up from the coma. He had gone to see him with so much excitement. But his visit had only made Papa Brian feel detested. He had looked at him with a disgusted expression, refusing to recognize him as his son. After hearing the whole story from his grandmother, though Papa Brian had accepted the fact that he was his son, Papa Brian still disliked him. Papa Brian hadn't called out his name or hugged him ever since he had regained his consciousness.

Tears rushed into Mark's eyes as he thought about Brian's changed attitude towards him. But he bit his lips hard to prevent himself from crying out loud. Nor did he raise his head up to look at his mother because he knew that his tears would only aggrieve her more.

Mark wiped his little teardrops away swiftly. His father had forgotten all about his mother. As the only man his mother had right now, he had to be brave and tough to give her the strength she needed.

Mark looked pitiful under his pretended toughness. Eric swept him up into his arms, caressed his head and said, "Don't be sad, Mark. You and your mother mean everything to your Papa Brian. His memories about you both will come back to him, even if he remembers nothing about you now."

"Really, Uncle Eric?" murmured Mark, keeping his head low.

"Yes, I promise," said Eric in a low voice as he felt sad and sorry for the little boy. He held him for a while in a firmer embrace.

It would be unjust to blame Brian for all the sufferings that Molly and Mark were undergoing. After all, he loved them very much and was willing to do everything for Molly. Maybe their past was such a burden for both of them. And there had been so many misunderstandings between them. This was the consequence they had to bear.

The lift opened with a clear 'bing'.

Molly jumped from the floor quickly. She stared in the direction of the lift door, her crystal eyes full of anticipation. A glint of disappointment flashed in her eyes when she saw Shirley walk out of the lift.

"Little Molly," said Shirley as she approached her and took her hand, "come with me." Then she turned to Eric, "Eric, Mark stays with you. Take care of him."

"Yes, Aunt Shirley." Shirley had already walked away with Molly to the lift before Eric could finish his words. He glanced at Mark and carried him up in his arms once again, "Mark, I'll take you to see your Daddy, okay?"