Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 763

Brian couldn't take his eyes off Mark. His clothes had become dirty when he had fallen down on the damp ground. He keeled down next to him and patted the dust off his clothes. Mark's lips curled into a bright smile at his dad's gesture. Brian looked at the children and said, "It's not right for kids to fight like this. You should behave yourself and play together, okay?"

The chubby little boy showed no arrogance in front of him. He lowered his head and said apologetically, "Okay. Mark, I'm so sorry."

"It's all right," said Mark, with the smile spreading all over his face now. He then looked at Brian and asked, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"I was just passing by," Brian said in a soft tone, "I saw you from the car and wanted to check if you were okay here." After a quick glance at the children, he asked, "Where's your Mommy?"

"Mommy didn't come home yet," said Mark feigning sadness. He pouted his lips and peered up at Brian. "I was out looking for her."

Brian frowned at his words, 'The hotel I had sent her to last night is close to where she and Mark lives. It's noon already. Why hasn't she gone back home? Did something happen to her?' A mixed feeling of panic and annoyance crawled into his mind, but he kept his mask on and asked Mark, "Did you have lunch?"

Mark shook his head slightly.

Brian frowned again. He was exasperated that Molly was being so negligent about Mark. He looked at the little boy's saddened face and said gently, "I'll take you to lunch first. And then we'll go look for Mommy, okay?"

"Okay!" Mark said. He kept his dismal face on the outside, but he was delighted that his little trick was working.

Brian stood up from the ground. He held Mark's soft little hand and walked towards his car. Mark turned back and silently waved to the other children. They waved back to him. Some of them couldn't help but jump up and show him a triumphant gesture. Their play was a grand success.

Just after Brian's car had left, the teacher came out from an alley nearby with a beaming smile and said to the children, "You guys are the best actors I have ever seen! And as for today's reward for the acting class, everyone gets a beautiful red flower for their amazing performance!"

The children cheered together. "Teacher, is that man really Mark's dad?" asked the little girl, with a worried expression.

Vincent came out from his hiding spot, and answered her question, "Yes, he is. But he lost his memories in an accident. So he doesn't remember Mark." The children gasped and some of them shook their heads in disbelief. Vincent continued, "Mark is trying to make his dad remember him in ways of his own."

The children remained silent. They looked at the place from where the car had just left. They had tears in their innocent eyes and hoped that Mark and his dad could be happy together.

*

As he sat beside Brian's side, Mark bit his lips hard, trying to suppress his desire to laugh out loud. Even as he tried so hard, the smile that clearly reached his eyes sold him out.

Tony caught a glimpse of his expression in the rear-view mirror, capturing the smile flickering in Mark's eyes. The corner of his lips turned into a smile as well. 'Our guess was right, after all! Mr. Brian Long is only pretending to have lost his memory, ' Tony thought happily.

However, Brian did not notice Mark's and Tony's happy smiles. He was focused on typing a text message on his phone. He sent the text, and waited for the reply. After a while, he received a text message. He read it silently and frowned at his phone.

The message said, 'What do you mean I don't care about my son? He is not just mine! Brian Long, I can accept the fact that you no longer care about me because we are divorced. But Mark is your son. Even if you don't admit it, you still have the obligation to take care of him.'

As soon as he finished reading the message, he received another text from her.