Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 813

You don't need to ask me why I love you, just like how you don't need to ask what the water tastes like or what the wind looks like...

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It was quiet inside the restaurant since it had been cleared and all the guests, except Spark and Molly, had left. There was no other sound, besides their voices. They were still talking happily about the past.

Brian's anger in the beginning gradually faded away and he calmed down as he sat at a table not too far away from them, listened to their conversation. He listened to their talks, which was mostly led by Spark and it was mainly about what had happened during the four years when they had been living together as a pretend couple. Brian didn't say a word. He remained silent and out of the way.

He raised the wine glass, with the stem between his fingers and took a small sip of the wine. It tasted a little bitter. Mixed with the heavy aroma of grapes, the wine slowly slid across his taste buds. It had different deep flavors, just like how life had so many varied emotions. Brian knew why Spark was talking about their past. It was not because he wanted to reminisce about his time with Molly. He wanted Brian to know what Molly had gone through every day in the four years that they had been apart, the pain that she had gone through when Mark hadn't been able to speak, and how hard a life she had lived during that time.

The sunlight hit the window glass, shining its warm light into the empty restaurant.

Molly sighed slightly and said," When I think back to those days, I can't believe that the woman who has experienced all that was actually me. If I have to go through all that again, I don't know if I will have the courage to make the same decisions that I had." Pursing her lips, she kept staring at Spark emotionally, forgetting about Brian's presence in the restaurant. She said," Spark, thank you. Thank you for being by my side during the most difficult time of my life. I don't know if I could have survived it without your help and support."

A faint, yet attractive smile appeared on his face at her words of gratitude. He said slowly," I want to thank you and Mark too. Because of the two of you, I have some wonderful memories and I have found such valuable souls in my life."

As he said that, he glanced sideways at Brian, who was on the other side of the crystal counter. Unlike the domineering stance he had taken when he had arrived at the restaurant, he now looked rather calm.

"Since somebody went through the trouble of clearing the restaurant and driving away all the guests," Spark said loud and clear, and let his voice drawl. When Brian squinted slightly, he continued in an evil and arrogant tone," I don't want to stay here any longer to be an eyesore for that someone." Looking back at Molly, he added," I'm going back to play with my son. Alas, because of somebody, my little son will become a candidate power holder or something like that when he grows up. I cannot help but feel pity for him. Poor boy! What a hard life awaits him."

He turned his head slightly to glance at Brian, and this time, Brian was looking at him too. Their eyes locked. Spark didn't say anything more, but his eyes turned dark. The warning in his eyes could not have been more apparent.

Brian showed no emotions and maintained his usual indifferent attitude. He knew what was on Spark's mind.

"Mol, I'm leaving," Spark said, looking back at her and standing up. After giving her a slight nod and a wink, he walked out of the restaurant without a second glance at Brian.

Tony stood in the corner, making himself invisible. He looked at Brian and Molly, who were sitting at two different tables. He sighed and went to speak to the manager of the restaurant. Soon after, the manager ordered all the staff in the restaurant, including the people performing on the central stage, to retreat from the scene. And finally, Brian and Molly were left in the absolute silence by themselves.