Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 796

A woman is perceptual. She can be hurt badly by love, or be strong beyond imagination because of love.

There was a slight edge to Hanson's voice as his eyes looked questioningly at Clement, who stood beside him gazing at the scenery. "What?"

Hanson asked and swirled the wine glass he held in one hand, the liquid sloshing to the side. He could not, for the life of him, understand the situation. There was a short pause before he got an answer from his companion.

Clement's head whipped to the side to look at Hanson and said,"What is the worst is that there appears to be a man giving her a helping hand and even a hug when she is hurt by the man she loves deeply."

His companion wore a thoughtful expression at his words. For someone like Hanson who was inexperienced, he thought that Clement's words were rather profound.

The thin lips of Clement curled into a smile as he gazed back to the scenery and said,"A woman can be brave for love, and also be fragile for love. If Brian keeps pretending to be indifferent to Molly while Mr. Eric Long genuinely shows his love to her, and being really nice and gentle to her," he said as he smirked, then continued,"It is possible that Molly will throw herself into his arms, even if it is a mistake."

Just outside the area, the polished dress shoes of Brian Long walked quietly down the hall. He was looking for Hanson. The hand holding his glass of wine almost choked the glass's stem when he heard Clement's words as he passed by.

The voice continued. "Hanson, I don't think the luxury yacht will belong to you later. You should get ready to send it to Dragon Island," Clement continued. "As for me, Mr. Eric Long is probably winning. Plus, the reports from the entertainment media and economic and financial circles will come at them thick and fast for the very first time tomorrow," Clement added loftily.

Just as he was about to speak some more to Hanson who listened quite attentively, he suddenly stopped mid-sentence with eyes widened in embarrassment. When Hanson saw this, he looked confused and turned his head around to the direction of Clement's eyes to see what was wrong, and there in the corridor, stood Brian Long. Clement was surprised and said,"Brian? How come you are here?"

However, Brian only gave them an icy look and went away without a word. Hanson and Clement looked at each other confusedly in consternation.

"Now you are all washed up," Hanson spoke up, his voice full of sympathy. He gazed at Brian's receding figure that looked cold and arrogant even when his back faced them, and said,"I'm afraid the stock price of Ye Family will slump dramatically tomorrow."

However, Clement did not seem to share his sentiments. "Now I've found out the fact--whenever I mention Molly, I will have bad luck!" he said through gritted teeth and shook his head in indignation. His face turned long and sour. He turned to Hanson and asked,"Hanson, will Brian be actually cruel that much? I cannot believe it!"

Hanson really did not know as the man was unpredictable and hard to read. "It's hard to say," he replied. Then again, Hanson seemed to gloat over his answer with a smile on his face. He added,"I will mourn you if that is true!" The curve of his smile became wider. He raised his hand that held the glass of wine as if in a celebratory toast.

Meanwhile, in A City.

After several days of gloomy cloudy weather, the sun finally decided to show its face and blessed the city with finer weather. The warm light dripped through the window of The Summer Breeze and to Mark's boyish face where he stood before it. Spark made a cup of Hawaiian fruit milk tea for him and placed it on the table.

"What's in your mind? Are you worried about anything?" Spark asked Mark gently when he saw Mark standing still there for a while. He sat beside the window and soft music was still on in the room.

Across him, Mark tentatively said,"I am thinking about…" He pursed his lips and paused mid-sentence. His eyes looked pensive, and he continued,"If Papa Brian really does not want to be back together with Mommy, and if Mommy gets married to Uncle Eric, shall I call him Papa Eric, or Uncle Eric?" His face wore a puzzled and upset expression as he continued,"And if that really happens, shall I still call Papa Brian Papa Brian, or Uncle Brian?"

"..." Spark only looked at the boy in front of him, stunned and unsure of what to say. He didn't really understand why but the boy surely had lots of strange thoughts. After a while, he said,"Ummm, Mark, what do you call me?" His words came out slowly.