"Molly, are you falling in love with me? " in a low firm voice Brian asked, mockery and disdain showing,
though.
That caught Molly by surprise. "Brian, you are the last person I'd fall in love with!" she shouted angrily.
"Set me free, please. I just do not want to be a mistress. I just do not want to hurt anybody's feelings.
Please, let me go,"
At last, Molly growled. She didn't know why she was so vulnerable, and it seemed that she was
disturbing her fragile heart with unnecessary issues.
In response, Brian sniffed with his eyes sharp like eagle's and shoved her, throwing her off balance.
She landed awkwardly at the foot of the stairs, hitting her forehead on the stair.
Although the stairs were covered with a thick carpet, the impact still made her see stars and left a
bump on her forehead.
When she came to, she slowly raised her head to look at Brian, clenched her fist, wishing she could hit
him, but she was too weak and still feeling light-headed. Towering over her, Brian stood still on the
second flight of stairs, looking down at her, with detachment.
"It is just a game. Although you are my woman and I will be good to you, I have to warn you that it's not
an easy thing to be in love with me!" Looking down at Molly with indifference, Brian's face was even
colder than the chilly wind outside.
"Brian, you bastard, I have told you that you are the last person I'd fall in love with!"Apparent difficulty
showed in her voice. A dull pain throbbing in her head and the wound in her back, she was feeling
short of breath. It felt like her heart was curbed firmly and she was about to tumble on the floor again.
Even so, Molly still raised her head to look at Brian stubbornly, no matter how disdainful he was.
"Then, that will be great!"Without another word, Brian turned around to go upstairs.
Tears welled in her eyes, soon as she heard the door was closed behind him.
Picking herself up, Molly dragged her exhausted body to go upstairs, shivering. Her head was still
spinning from the fall.
Everything went black again when she tried to clutch the handrail.
Molly rolled down from the stairs, causing huge noise. Her whole body became too numb to feel the
sharp pain, and then everything went black. She passed out completely.
Just before she passed out completely, a cloudy figure hurrying down the stairs flashed across her
eyes.
*
In the Presidential Suite in Sophia Hotel, With a wine glass in his hand, Eric Long was half clinging to
the terrace, recklessly putting his arms over the fence and staring at the distance.
The night breeze was frigid, but he didn't seem to care. Now and then, he'd take a sip and smile to
himself in satisfaction as he stood there, affecting an air of arrogance.
"Eric, Shirley is back in A City," Lenny began. "Do you plan to break the news to Brian?" she asked with
raised eyebrows.
Leaning against the wall, Eric sniffed and took a quick glance at Lenny. "Do you still think that Brian
doesn't know Aunt Shirley is here?" he quipped.
Lenny curled her lips feeling incredulous.
"Even if he doesn't know yet, it's only a matter of time. By tomorrow, I'm quite sure he'll have gotten
wind of it." Casually, Eric took a sip of his wine before continuing," For the past two years, Shirley's
been so obsessed with Park Shin Chun that she will attend every concert of his. Fanatical is the only
word that can describe Shirley's obsession with Park. But Richie and Brian dote on her, such that none
of them will even correct her. It's typical of Richie and Brian to idolize and pamper every woman in the
family. There's nothing in the world they won't give Shirley..."
Anger appeared in Eric's eyes. All along, Richie had treated Shirley very well, and Eric thought that a
man was supposed to give the best to his wife. Love was a matter of two people, so you would also be
happy if your boyfriend or girlfriend was happy.
But what if any party did not love the other half anymore?
Once, Eric thought that his mom and dad loved each other. However, the truth was that they didn't,
although they still appeared to be as close as anyone could be.
In fact, he did not understand what his father saw in Shirley. True, she Shirley was a strong woman
whose positive attitudes came in handy from time to time. However, Eric doubted if she was really...
worthy of his father to be in love with her all the time.
He didn't understand his father's love for Shirley. It was too ardent, too devoted. He doubted if this kind
of deep love even existed in the world.
That thought was followed by a suddenly flash of Molly's sad face through his mind. 'Humph, that
stupid woman. I'm afraid that she has already fallen in love with Brian, even though she is unaware.
But how about Brian?
Is he really just playing a game? Is he doing everything just to get Becky back?' he thought.
Curling his lips into a cold smile, he gulped the remaining wine in his glass with one swig and
precariously placed the glass on the railing before returning into the room.
The precariously placed glass made Lenny shrug. Something was bothering him. He seemed all right,
though, so she went back to her room to sleep.
To freshen up, Eric went to take a shower, then lay in his king-sized bed. He stared at the ceiling, light
of the little purple lamp forming a circle. A flash of Molly's face crossed his mind again.
Why was he thinking about Molly again? Feeling a bit unnerved, Eric shook his head, promising himself
not to think of that silly woman again. He put out the lamp and closed his eyes.
It was already mid-night and dead silence enveloped the whole hospital.
Beside the bed, Brian sat looking at Molly, thick clouds circling around in his mind. He said," You can
never leave me without my permission. Molly, nobody can escape from my hold. It just won't work,
unless I personally choose to let you go..."
Brian's cold and angry voice reverberated in the ward, even as he watched Molly, lying motionless.
Meanwhile, Molly was floating in what appeared to be a very long dream. One that took her on a
journey back to childhood. On a beautiful island, she was enjoying a happy childhood. Although her
family was not very rich, she still had a happy life.
But a monster suddenly cut short her excitement. She was captured and locked into a dark room.
Desperate, she screamed and flapped against the wall, looking for an escape. But there was no door
nor window. At long last, when she realized it was pointless to flail, trying to escape, she curled herself
in a corner dejected.
Later, Brian mysteriously appeared in the dark room, and started making his usual threats," You can
never escape from my hands..." Then he stretched out his hands, which turned into claws that he used
to rip her into pieces...
"Oh, my god"!
Like a shot, she cried and jerked up from the bed. Beads of sweat formed on her brow, and her
breathing came in gasps as she sat up, looking disoriented.
Aloof as ever, Brian looked at her twitching his lips in mockery.
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