Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 326 Deleted Without Regrets (Part One)

Sobbing and sniffing, Molly stared at Brian with her red, teary eyes.

During the past month, she had developed different feelings towards this man in front of her.

At first, Molly felt nothing other than fear and grudges to this person but after some time, she gradually developed a feeling of affection towards him. However, she had never felt more unwilling to see his face than at that very moment.

Lisa noticed the fury radiating from Brian's face. She quickly glanced at Molly before explaining,"Mr. Brian Long, Molly didn't do that on purpose. As you have known, Miss Yan can't see anything, and Molly can't speak-"

She discontinued her words and paused when she saw Brian's face slowly darkened. He seemed to be distressed by Lisa's explanation, but Lisa wasn't sure whether it was because of Becky or Molly. Lisa drew a silent sigh, and then grinding her teeth, she continued,"Aside from that-"

Brian's sharp gaze suddenly turned towards Lisa. Seeing this, she couldn't help but swallow what she had to say.

Brian then moved his eyes onto Molly, but Molly didn't meet his eyes, and instead tilted her head intentionally and looked away. She kept her pride, and knowing that it wasn't her fault, she was determined not to yield. Molly thought to herself, 'Blame me all you want! I don't care. After all, I have nothing to fear and nothing to lose. It will be better for me even if you end my life right now, just end this miserable life!'

As Brian saw Molly take her eyes off him and ignore his words, he glared at her with his half-closed eyes and the look on his face grew even darker. He opened his thin lips and said coldly,"I don't have the patience to wait for anyone, and I always make sure those who keep me waiting for them will pay for it."

As he finished those words, he paid another cold glance at Molly before turning around and walking out of the kitchen.

Lisa knitted her eyebrows and knew that Brian had already lost his temper. She pulled Molly's sleeve and said with a deep sigh,"Although Mr. Brian Long has a bad temper, he would never hurt anyone for no reason. However, if you don't obey his words and leave now, we won't know for sure about what will happen." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Molly lowered her head and thought, 'Yes, she is right. Even though death will mean freedom for me, but what about dad and mom? Even though I'm angry at them right now, I don't want them to get hurt because of me. And what about Daniel? He's still young, and he has a life ahead of him.'

Twitching her nose and tightening her lips, she realized eventually that she had no other choice but to surrender. Clenching her fists tightly, she then stepped towards the door with resentful resignation. The wound in her fingers broke open because of her exertion of strength, but Molly only frowned slightly at that sharp pain. At that moment, feeling such an overwhelming pain made her forget about the bitterness in her heart.

Brian got out of the house after leaving through the kitchen, and Molly followed him at a distance. They walked silently in the warm late-morning sun, and their shadows crawled on the ground as they walked along a pathway. A breeze gently brushed against their cheeks, not too cold but quite refreshing on their skin.

Brian walked ahead of her with both his hands in his pockets. Molly didn't know where he was leading her to, but she had no other choice but to follow behind. Perhaps because she had cried for so long that her eyes ached in the sunlight.

Staring at Brian's arrogant figure, Molly's dry eyes started to feel uncomfortable after several seconds. Continuing to move on with little steps, she lowered her head and closed her eyes for a bit. With such a

slight movement, she already felt her eyes aching like needles were being pricked into them.

All of a sudden, she felt that she knocked something in front of her.

Molly then raised her head nervously. During this short moment, Brian had stopped and turned around to face her. Seeing his sullen face, she couldn't help but move backward by two steps. She then fluttered her heavy eyelids and glared at him.

Brian met Molly's watchful eyes, and he immediately became fretful. Except for her occasional trances, she had shown no other feelings towards him except for panic and fright. Was he a terrifying monster in her eyes who would swallow her whole any time?

"I don't care how you and Becky treated each other in the past," he said coldly as he stared at her,"but such situation should never happen again at my house. Do you understand?"

Despite the fatigue, Molly stared at him with her eyes wide open. She clenched her fist tightly that the wound in her fingers was opened once again and the bandage started to drench in blood. Nonetheless, she ignored the pain and glared at Brian fiercely with piercing eyes.

She didn't say a word but thoughts came running through her. She asked herself, 'What does he mean by that?

Is he thinking that I did it on purpose?

And now he's being considerate despite what happened so that I will be grateful to him? This is unbelievable!'

With tears brimming in her eyes, Molly put on a bitter smile and moved one more step backwards. Her shoulders drooped as if something was pulled out from her inside. She couldn't understand why Becky

was always the one who was supposed to be loved and protected by everyone while she, on the other hand, only got to live on their casual mercies.

She was well aware that Becky was the noble princess, and she was just a poor Cinderella compared to Becky. However, even as a poor Cinderella, she still had her pride and self-respect intact, and she would try her best to protect herself.

Brian's eyebrows knitted imperceptibly. He had planned to teach Molly a serious lesson, but when he stood in front of her, he couldn't bring out the harsh words he had prepared. Seeing her teary face, his restless mind got totally messed up.

Molly sneered as if about to laugh at herself and her unfortunate fate. She stared at Brian with teary eyes, while hatred, sadness, and disappointment were written all over her face. She then turned around and dragged her legs to walk back. Her thin figure bathed in the sun, which looked extremely lonely and fragile.