"Hmm...that push...it was not powerful enough to push you down. You slipped yourself," said Brian in a
low voice. His tone was uncertain as he tried to defend himself and his expression was unnatural
because he knew he was lying.
Molly, however, didn't catch the subtext between Brian's words. So, she continued typing out words on
her cell phone.
"Yes, I slipped. I'm a fool who deserves this pain. Are you satisfied?"
Molly took back her cell phone after Brian had read every word on it. She buried her head between the
pillows and was unwilling to pay attention to anything around her. At that moment, the feeling of being
embarrassed had given way to her broken heart. Being silent was the only thing Molly could do to show
her sadness while Brian kept rubbing her hips with the ointment.
Brian did the work quite professionally. He rubbed Molly's ankle and the bones at her hips skillfully with
appropriate strength. Neither of them spoke anything to break the ice in the room. The sound of him
rubbing the medicine on her was the only sound audible.
Molly had buried herself deep between the pillows. That sight brought a feeling of soreness to Brian's
heart. "Don't you feel stuffy in there?"
Molly did not respond.
"I'll do nothing to help if you smother yourself in that posture. That's your own choice," uttered Brian
angrily.
Molly still kept her silence and stayed still.
Brian frowned at Molly. Enraged by her cold behavior, he said through clenched teeth,"You are
ungrateful, Molly!" Then he let go of her legs and threw the ointment on the table by the bed. But Molly
still remained in that position between the pillows, silently. Brian could not suppress the fury in him any
more. He left the room.
'Bang!'
The door made a loud noise as it was wildly shut. After being left alone in the room, Molly's sobbing
gradually became audible. Finally, the grievance that she had tried her best to subdue ran wild without
control.
Brian hadn't left, however. He waited outside the room and heard Molly's sobbing which was becoming
louder and louder. He reached for the door knob. But he checked his impulse before he could turn the
knob. He stared at the closed door with a complicated feeling and furrowed brows.
For a while, he just stood there outside the room, confused whether he should enter or leave. He hated
seeing Molly cry. It was annoying. But since when had her tears begun to soften his heart? Even now,
he should have just walked away, without paying any attention to her tears and not caring about what
happened to her. But he couldn't. His feet seemed to have been glued to the spot, although he had
repeatedly persuaded himself to leave.
"Ding!" Brian's cell phone chimed. He retrieved his hand from the knob and tore his gaze away from the
door. Then he took out his cell phone.
"Brian, if you don't love me any more, I will leave and set you free. "
'If you don't love me any more' - those words sent by Becky worked like magic on Brian and it shed
light on his confusion about his feelings regarding Becky and Molly. He turned and ran to his bedroom
as soon as he finished reading the message, without casting another look at the direction of Molly's
room. He quickly dialed Becky's number while running towards his room.
Becky's heart trembled when her cell phone finally rang. She, of course, didn't know who was calling.
But her intuition told her that it was Brian!
Hurriedly, Becky picked up her phone. Before speaking, she swallowed to subdue the sadness and
despair that had lingered all this time in her heart. Then she asked in a soft voice,"Brian? Is that you?"
"I was really busy till now,"
Brian lied as an excuse for ignoring her messages, although he was fully aware that Becky might not
believe him. But women tend to feel better upon hearing any explanation offered by the man they love
and even persuade themselves into believing it, even if it is a lie.
"Brian, I..." Becky paused before continuing gently,"I miss you."
Brian's heart jumped at that. He stood in front of the window, watching the dim lights in the dark
courtyard. A remorseful glint flashed in his eyes. "Are you coming back?"
"Yes!" replied Becky. Then she continued bitterly, grumbling in a somewhat angry tone,"It has been
more than a month. You didn't come to see me, nor did you call or send any messages."
"Becky," murmured Brian with a melancholic flash in his eyes,"I can love you and spoil you for all my
life. But, I cannot let you be as capricious as you want. Do you understand?"
Instead of reproach, Becky sensed helplessness in Brian's voice. A soreness in her nose brought tears
to her eyes. She bit her lips to curb the impulse to cry before asking,"Brian, where are you? Can you
come and pick me up? I miss you so much."
Brian didn't avert his gaze from the dim lights. After pondering for a while, he said,"I have several
things to handle here."
Brian's words were a disappointment to Becky. Naturally, she thought of those unidentified emails
which she had no idea who had sent, and she remembered Cindy's warnings about Brian. 'Does Brian
really have any special feelings for that woman? Does he still love me?' Those questions were on a
loop in Becky's mind.
"I'll be back in A City in a couple of days. You should go back to A City directly," said Brian. He had
planned to set the perfect trap, which would work to complete his purpose in a couple of days. He
needed to put an end to his in-explicit relationship with Molly before Becky came back.
Brian didn't know why he had tried to avoid Becky. And he wasn't in the mood to figure out why he
seemed to have become attached to Molly.
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