Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 722

The best way to crush a man was to add insult to injury. No one ever escaped it.

"I won't sign it," Molly's resolute voice rose.

The bar seemed to grow even dimmer as the tension between the three people by the counter rose. Molly's loud, clear voice was firm and resolute as her steady gaze bored through Brian's figure. She tried her best to ignore the woman by his side.

The sharp, biting words drew Brian and Ling's eyes to Molly. Brian stopped stirring his drink and stared at her. She stood in front of them stubbornly with clenched fists and sorrowful eyes, but she managed to play tough anyway. "Brian, I won't sign it. I won't divorce you," she said to emphasize her decision. She was definitely not backing down.

The bartender momentarily paused mixing alcohol as he shot a distracted look from where Molly's loud voice came from. He was first puzzled at this woman's anger, then his confusion melted into scorn. 'Ah, girls these days are either paranoid or desperate to win guys' attention, ' he pondered as he willed his hands and eyes to continue mixing drinks.

"Bri, who is she?" The woman, Ling, asked as her slender fingers placed the glass on the counter. She wore an elegant blue gown and her hair was styled into a simple but tasteful up do. Her movements were languid but graceful, and she looked noble and elegant.

"I'm his wife," Molly stressed with gritted teeth in anger before Brian could even answer. Her lips were pressed in a thin line as her doe eyes stared head-on at her husband, yet he only remained indifferent except for the scornful look he gave at her words.

Ling only frowned slightly as her eyes held all the sorrow, but she went back to her elegant, poised self. "Bri, I'll leave first..." She murmured in a shaky voice as she tried to get up from the bar stool, but her hand was grasped by Brian before she could even try. "Brian, let go of me," she said calmly.

"She is the one who should leave," The deep, aloof voice of Brian spoke. He gave Molly a disgusted glance, then turned to the woman beside him. "I don't know her. She is nothing to me," he said reassuringly.

However, a bitter smile etched itself on Ling's glossy lips and answered, "Bri, she is your wife..."

"She is not!" Brian's cold, booming words suddenly interrupted her. She was visibly shaken.

"But..."

"There is no but," Brian butted in once again. His hand covered Ling's own as he gazed deeply into her eyes and added, "You know my heart. I love you, only you. She was just a mistake. A horrible mistake."