The days were going by slowly, but sometimes, Molly felt that time was flying.
With a hand pressed against the edge of the basin, she was kneading the dough with her other hand,
and was lost in her thoughts.
She hadn't seen Brian for another three days. When she had first come here, she had hoped she
would stay there for a month without having to see him.
However, making the snowman and then falling ill had made her slightly attracted to Brian. She had
been thinking of him for the last few days. Sometimes she even sat on the sofa in a daze for a long
while, with a book in her hands.
She had become highly curious about his matters, and the more she wanted to know about him, the
more she thought of him.
These days, only John and his family members were taking care of the villa. John had told her not to go
towards the back of the house and except for that, she was free to roam about.
While free to roam about inside, she had no idea whether she was allowed to leave the villa or not.
The thought of leaving seemed to bring a furrow on her brows and she stopped kneading.
Eric's gaze was glued on her secretly, and there was a mischievous gleam in his eyes. Finally, when he
could no longer help it, he spoke,"Little Molly..."
She was startled to hear him and turned around to find him leaning against the kitchen door. His hands
were folded across his chest and his legs were slightly crossed. "Why are you here?" she asked. After
a little pause, she continued in an unhappy tone,"Don't call me that!"
He seemed amused and totally ignored her angry eyes. "Why wouldn't I be here? And..."
He stood up and slowly walked towards her. Molly glared at him and backed away. "If I can't call you
Little Molly, can I call you Molly or some other lovely name?"
There seemed to be some affection in his voice and his breath was surrounding her. It was fresh and
faint, different from Brian's breath with a faint mint smell.
Her hands tainted with flour, she gazed at him while backing away, until she hit the wall. Clenching her
teeth, she said,"We're not familiar with each other, so don't call me like that!" Besides, I don't want any
close relationship with you, so please keep away from me!"
"What if I don't listen to you?" Eric's mouth twisted into a sly smile, making him look more mischievous.
Molly pulled a long face and gritted her teeth, slowly saying,"I don't want him to misunderstand... Oh
no! What are you doing? Let go of me! Eric Long, let go of me!"
Molly shouted and began to struggle, trying to break away. However, Eric grasped her firmly and
pressed her shoulders against the wall, not letting her move.
He took a significant glance at her and said,"You and my cousin..."
"My relationship with Brian Long has nothing to do with you!" Molly tried to stand up for a few times, but
to no avail. So she started to shout with anger,"Let go of me!"
She put her hands against his chest to stop him, and his clothes were stained with flour in the shape of
her hand.
"Brian even told you his name?" Eric asked with a contemptuous sneer, and with gleaming eyes, he
flatly spoke,"Little Molly, you have made my clothes dirty."
Molly snorted and began wildly pushing him. "Let go of me! I can buy a new one for you!"
"Are you sure that you can afford it?"
She abruptly stopped and pursed her lips, upset at the fact he was laughing at her.
As she tried to ignore her inferiority complex, Eric suddenly loosened his grip and his hands moved
away. Suddenly, her arms were taken by a large palm and she was drawn into someone's forceful
arms.
At the same time, she heard Brian, who was holding her, say in a pleasant and low voice,"Tony, contact
Sarr right now!"
"Yes, Mr. Long!" said Tony. Then he turned around and left the kitchen after taking a glance at Eric.
Eric curled his lip unhappily and casually said to Brian,"You're so generous!"
"Since Molly has soiled your clothes, I can help her buy a new one for you!" He replied flatly. Then he
drew his gaze towards Molly who was stunned by the way he had addressed her. "Why are you in the
kitchen? Where is Lisa?" he asked flatly.
Molly looked down to hide the self-contempt in her eyes and replied gently,"Lisa is helping John to look
after the flowers in the greenhouse. I had nothing to do and didn't know when you would come back.
So I wanted to prepare a meal for you."
Her heart sank as she remembered what he had said the day they had made the snowman. He had
told her that he would be having meals with her. However, after she had recovered from her fever, she
hadn't seen him, let alone have a meal.
She sneered at herself and managed to break away from his grip. Pretending to be calm, she said with
a smile,"I don't know what you like, and I thought you wouldn't be coming back, so..." She paused and
added,"I am preparing noodles with tomato egg sauce. Would you like to have a taste?"
He slightly narrowed his eyes and stared at her. He was slightly surprised at the food she was going to
cook. But he calmed down quickly.
Without any expression, he told her,"Of course, I would like a taste!" Eric chuckled and threw a
sideways glance at Brian. "I think I will stay for dinner," he announced playfully.
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