Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 730

Eric nodded at her. "Little Molly, are you ready?"

Molly fixed her red, swollen, puffy eyes on him. In her heart, she was far from ready but at the same time, she wanted to find out the truth about Brian. She knew that her sorrows had to end, and today was as good as any other time. Molly braced herself up and then looked back at him again. "I'm terrified," she told him. "But, I have to face him. I need to find out the truth." Her voice was quiet but resolute.

Eric smiled, glad to hear her say that, and stared at her for a while. His love and care for her were swelling up inside. He nodded and then motioned for her to wait where she wouldn't be seen by Brian. Then he turned to the door. With another glance at Molly, he knocked on the door

in a way that sounded both urgent and desperate.

"Brian!" he shouted, knocking without relenting. "Brian, open the door!" he continued.

A few seconds later, the door opened and Brian stood in front of Eric in his pajamas. His cold, emotionless gaze was fixed on Eric.

"Brian," Eric started, panting as to make it seem like he was in a panicked state. "It's Little Molly... she got into a car accident."

"What does that have to do with me?" Brian responded immediately in a voice that was cold and void of any feelings or any emotions. Instead, his looked annoyed; he did not seem worried at all. "You came all the way here to tell me this very trivial piece of news?" Brian raised an eyebrow.

Eric was stunned. How could Brian be so cold and uncaring about Molly? His voice was like a cube of ice pressed against his face. It was so unbelievably cold and heartless. Eric cleared his throat and tried again. "Brian, Little Molly--your wife--got into a car accident!" "Little Molly got into a car accident," Eric repeated the words, wondering how such a person could push aside a warning like this.

Brian raised his eyebrow again. "I heard you the first time," he said coolly. "But again, what exactly does that have to do with me?"

"Brian!" Eric cried, but stopped. He was so shocked and could not finish his sentence.

"Eric," Brian said in the same cold, unfeeling voice. Now it had a hint of exasperation as well. "You should know that I don't care about her. So don't tell me anything about her because I won't care."