Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 785

When you feel like everything is falling apart around you, pack your bags and go on a long trip. The beauty of the world will reveal the secret of true happiness in front of you, and you will be revived and happy once again.

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Molly stood in front of the window and looked at the gloomy weather outside. Continuous haze through the last few days covered A City in a dreary atmosphere, pitting people into an inescapable depression.

Vincent entered the room and saw her standing idly by the window. He didn't know if it was the effect of the weather, but he felt the depression seep into him when he saw her in a trance again. "Miss Molly," he said solemnly, "Mr. Su is here to see you."

Molly turned around and looked at Vincent. "Spark?" she asked, a bit surprised. Vincent nodded and a small smile appeared on her face.

Spark was on the sofa, playing with Mark. He heard a sound from behind him and saw Molly approach him. She looked like she was in good spirits. He said with a beam of delight, "Molly, it looks like you are recovering quite well."

"Spark, I'm so glad to see you here," Molly said, as she hugged him and sat beside him on the sofa. "My wound isn't that deep. Besides," she continued in a sarcastic tone, "I have the best doctors with the best medical devices, working at the best medical facilities in the city. It would be hard for me to not recover well."

Spark raised his eyebrows and a wide smile appeared on his lips. He said, "Wow, you sound very unhappy with the amazing treatment you are receiving."

"Obviously," said Mark immediately, before Molly could say anything. "Mommy was at the hospital for a week, and Papa Brian had come to see her just once at the beginning of the week and never showed up again. How could Mommy not be upset?"

Spark frowned and looked at Molly for confirmation from her. But she was staring angrily at Mark for running his big mouth. But Mark ignored her glare, and continued to reveal more information to Spark.

Mark went on to give an extravagantly colorful and over-exaggerated description of the events and she couldn't do anything about it because of Spark's presence. However, Spark burst out into several loud fits of laughter as he listened to Mark's version of the story. From time to time, Spark glanced at Molly, who responded to him with an awkward smile, and then glared at Mark with gritted teeth.

Mark continued to ignore her mother's angry stare and carried on with his detailed description. He seemed increasingly excited, as if his main purpose was not to tell what had happened to Spark, but to exaggerate the facts and make Molly mad.

Molly finally gave up and let him do the talking. He wasn't paying any attention to her furious looks anyway. She thought that if she reacted to his stories too much then he might add more drama to his stories. She just sat there, with pouted lips and watched them enjoy the dramatic conversation.

Just when Mark was getting into the heart of his thrilling story, the sound of the sweet violin solo rang out loud. Molly was startled and reflexively looked at Spark, who looked at her too, but without showing as much emotions as Molly.

Molly hastily got up and walked away to answer her mobile phone.

She picked up the call without looking at the caller ID and said, "Hello?" Eric's lethargic voice came through the other end, "Little Molly, pack your stuff immediately! Meet me at the airport within two hours."

"What?!" Molly asked, bewildered. She didn't have the slightest clue about what he was talking about and waited for further explanation.

"Well, I'm going to Sun Island, and the plane takes off in two hours from the A City airport," Eric said with a wicked smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"I don't understand. What's the rush?" Molly asked, still confused.