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Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 88

So immersed in thoughts, she didn't notice the rage in his eyes.

'Eric?'

'Bah!'

An exasperated Brian snorted, although his face remained expressionless. But deep down inside, he boiled and roiled with anger, like a brewer's pot.

Knowing that Brian was burnt out, Molly took out the slippers, crouched down and fitted them to his feet.

Indifferent to her charitable act, all Brian realized was that she still wore his coat. "Who were you talking to just now?" he asked coldly.

These words reminded her of what Shirley said. She paused for a moment, and said, "I just called Daniel to ask about my mom."

"Why? You're afraid I won't pay for her treatment anymore?"

Brian asked, staring at her as if he could read her mind. It was evident to Brian; she was trying to hide her feelings. But she was not good at weaving lies and faking appearances. Ever so honest, straightforward.

At his feet, Molly concentrated on removing his shoes and fitting him with slippers. "My mom's sickness got complicated because she had been left untreated for a long time, seeing we didn't have the money to treat her from the outset. Of course I'm afraid because you said you were not gonna pay for her treatment."

In fact, her lies were also truths which really distressed her. She thought about the slap mark on her face the other day in the hospital room. That prickly feeling on her face she couldn't forget.

As Brian listened, he squinted, moved by her sad face and helpless words. It made his heart ache, washing away the anger, like a wildfire dying out in unexpected torrential rain.

"Then you should look before you leap. If you do it again, you and your family will be in trouble, " Brian warned.

"Okay, I got it, " she whispered in reply, then put his shoes on the shoe rack. "It's very late. I'm going upstairs."

Before Brian could respond, she turned around and started to climb the stairs. On the second flight of stairs, her arm was grabbed from behind, making her miss a step. The force of her fall and his pull at her sent her hurtling back, right into his arms. In shock, she tried reflexively to disengage herself from his arms, but Brian would not let go.

"Why do you want to stay away from me?" he asked. A hint of anger in his voice.

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