"Brian," Molly called his attention, skepticism apparent in her tone.
"Is it true that you haven't pursued a woman before?
Am I right?"
She spoke with her eyes wide and alert, her head slightly slanting to the side as she gazed at him.
Brian's attractive profile made her smile, a warm caress?akin to the sunlight that she welcomed.
He was angry at first but seeing her smile gave him relief. Slowly, he took a few steps towards her and
helped her put the jacket on. "Aren't you assuming too much about it?"
"What other choice do I have, anyway?" she asked, freezing at his words.
"Indeed," Brian replied as he glanced at her, looking calm and collected.
Molly agreed at once.
There was a momentary pause between them as she pondered about it, making her frown.
"I don't need you to follow me because I told you before I'm not going leave. Don't you realize?it's weird
for a big hotshot guy following an odd girl like me?" she asked, licking her parched lips after.
"No," came his quick reply.
His gaze went down to his wrist, specifically on the teeth mark Molly had inflicted on him.
The bite was strong. It almost seemed?like she had put all her strength into it. It was still raw and torn.
He might need to stitch the gaping wound.
And yet, the expression he had was far from being in pain.
'A meek woman like Molly could sometimes bare her teeth, ' he thought, smiling to himself.
As she glanced at him, Molly noted the unusual expression on his face. When she followed?his gaze,
her heart was suddenly filled with regret and fear. The angry wound she made looked painful and
disgusting.
"You may not be the first woman I'd chased but you certainly be the first to bite me," he said, looking at
her.
Shocked, Molly moved a meter as she stared with guilt, stuttering with her words.
"I... I…It's your fault! You should've let me go."
"Are you saying I deserve this bite?"
He asked as he stared at her with a raised brow.
Embarrassed, she pursed her lip and nodded. Her?voice was almost like a whisper when she spoke.
"You should leave me be.
I mean what I said. It isn't my fault.
Can't you see that?"
Without a notice, Molly shrieked in shock as Brian moved towards her.
"My goodness, Brian!
What are you doing?!"
As she kept moving, she didn't notice that she was almost at the edge of her seat. The next thing she
felt was the hard bump on her butt. She moaned, her face distorted in pain.
"That serves you right," Brian said, his voice too calm.
A hint of mischief was apparent in his eyes.
With a frown on her face, she stood in front of him with a grim look, trying to keep her cool. But the pain
was simply intolerable that she can't help but howl, "You vengeful bastard!"
The expression she had only delighted him. With one arm on the backrest, he looked at the scenery
before him, focusing on a flock of chirping sparrows.
"You're naive, Molly. Do you really think I'm following you around?"
Looking at her face, he further added, "This might come across as rather complex but I think you're in
danger."
His words stung her deep-seated emotions. Despite this, she continued to look at his cold, handsome
face, hoping for a flicker of hope. Unfortunately, her efforts were put in vain. "What do you mean?" she
slowly asked.
Brian attempted to grasp her hand which she intuitively evaded, her eyes looking anywhere but him.
The simple action darkened his mood as his cold tone was sharp. "Sit here."
Contemplating his words, Molly met his icy eyes and sat on the seat next to him while still keeping a
good distance.
The redness of the knuckles on her hands got his attention. He heedlessly took them with his, warming
them with the pads on his hands. The gesture left Molly speechless.
"Here's the thing. I'm just saying you're naive. And also annoying," he said with his voice low. Her
attention flew away as she focused on how his big hands felt against hers. It made her heart flutter,
making her breathless with such a simple gesture.
Noting her lack of response made him sigh. Instead, he turned his attention elsewhere, pondering over
what Wing had said.
Due to his painstaking training, especially in Hell Forest, he had adapted and developed a keen sense
on his surroundings.
Just like what Wing said, he disregarded his surroundings, even when Becky collapsed after he saw
Molly left in tears.
'Molly, is this real?
Did I really fell in love with you just like Wing said?
How did I possibly ran out of love for Becky with just a few months time?' These were the thoughts that
clouded his mind as he looked at her. Thinking about it made him frown. He was almost sure that
Becky was truly in his heart.
Molly, however, was like a sponge.
She occupied every place in his heart as well as his body.
The idea came out of nowhere which made it harder to believe. He never liked feeling clueless. In fact,
things out of his control were naturally repulsive and confusing for him.
*
At the Imperial Garden Mansions
"Steven, are you leaving A City?" Justin asked calmly as he stared at him.
Steven nodded and replied, "Yes. Sharon had a relapse. Her only issue formed when she was in the
Dragon Island. I don't want her to look back and regret." At his words, Justin's expression contorted his
face but soon regained. He asked, "Do you think she will be able to deal with them if you let her return
and face them?"
The question had Steven thinking and he said, "After all these years, we never bring them up. I knew
they are all deep within her heart. It will always be a burden unless resolved.
I may be missing back then but now, I will stay with her.", he added.
Justin's expression was full of regret as he spoke, "With Rory's case...
It is our fault.
If I hadn't appointed you on a task with WOLF SWAT Team, Sharon wouldn't have to stay at his place.
They wouldn't have sex."
With his words, Steven's face was full of sadness and pain, though his voice remained calm, "I wouldn't
blame Rory for that.
If anything, let's just say it's fate."
Justin turned away and sighed, "If I'm not mistaken, Molly was still mad at Rory.
Last time, I was of no help, either."
"Just forget about it.", he dismissed his words and added, "You can lead a horse to the river, but you
can't make him drink. We can't force anyone to do anything or Molly wouldn't be happy.
"Anyway, I come here today to bid my goodbye. After all, I don't know what awaits us when we return to
Dragon Island."
At the sight of Steven's melancholy, Justin patted his shoulder in comfort as he expressed, "There is no
obstacle that cannot be overcome. When you and Sharon sort things out in Dragon Island, come to B
City. It's time for you to think about the future, after all, Molly and Daniel have both grown up." A small
smile graced his face and Steven nodded before he left.
After seeing Steven left, Jona walked inside to see Justin reading newspaper leisurely on his seat, In a
formal tone, she asked, "Vice President, did he come to say his goodbyes?"
Looking over the newspaper, Justin smiled and acknowledged, "Yes.
And, some interesting issues needed to be faced."
'The circumstance between Rory and Sharon was believed as a result of a drunken mistake.
It may also be of Rory's compulsion or Sharon's seduction but what is done is done and the case
remained a mystery.
Rory must marry her as a consequence of their act and loss of Sharon's innocence. With that, she
must free Steven.
A sudden twist happened shortly after they got married, she was pregnant but the child was not
recognized as Rory's.
Now, Rory wants to recognize Molly as his daughter. Even Steven confirms this.' Justin thought to
himself, confused. "Did Donna falsify the report to push Sharon out or..." he figured, his eyes narrowing
at the sudden thought.
The idea was too complicated to spot what went amiss.
"Vice President?"
"Vice President?", a voice called.
"Yes?" he answered, a bit dazed.
Justin turned to see who was speaking and Jona's worried face came into his view.
"Vice President, should we track Steven?" Jona suggested.
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