Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 53 Don't Push Me! (Part One)

A dead silence followed. Molly Xia looked at the figure standing by the door through a curtain of moist tears. Due to the dim light, all she could make out was the fact that it was a man.

Staring at him with fear, she hoped that he had come to save her and her tears kept pouring down as she sobbed.

Tyler turned around, looking at the man with his vicious and despicable eyes. Whoever this man was, if he tried to get in Tyler's way, he would have his dead body!

As soon as Tyler stood up and walked towards the man, Molly tried to crawl towards the corner, but with her hands tied behind her back, she couldn't move on a bit. She just kept trembling in rage and shame.

"It seems you're quite smart. You tracked down this place without drawing my attention." Tyler said to the man standing by the door, seeming unconcerned about him.

The man just glared at him coldly.

"It is wrong to treat a girl like this," suddenly he uttered scornfully, in a voice sweet as a violin melody, but in a tone that sounded particularly creepy in the dimly lit house.

"What bullshit!" Tyler snorted with a murderous look.

Molly was continuously struggling to hide but failing again and again. Her clothes were tattered, leaving her fair breasts mostly exposed, and her wounds were bleeding drop by drop. Overwhelmed by the shame of being violated, she was sobbing hard.

The man ignored Tyler and glanced at her. Seeing her there seemed to surprise him, and he started walking inside, taking his clothes off at the same moment.

Smash! Tyler suddenly took a swing at the man.

His fist was blocked by the man single-handedly. Then he turned around and looked at Tyler indifferently, sneering at him. When Tyler tried again, he lifted his leg and kicked him in his armpit as easily as before.

"Ow!" Tyler fell down with a shriek.

The man looked down at Tyler grimly and threw his coat towards Molly. The coat fell on her body, completely covering her exposed white skin.

The coat was warm and feeling it against her cold skin made her cry even more in gratitude.

Although she still couldn't see the man clearly, he seemed divine, especially with the light falling on him from outside.

Suddenly, Tyler got up from the ground. Earlier, he had been unprepared and underestimated his opponent but now, he was well prepared and was ready for the upcoming fight. Sticking out his tongue, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled aggressively.

The man looked at him calmly and said,"If I were you, I would run away… while I still had the chance!"

Tyler was heavily pissed off on hearing that. During his entire stay in A City, nobody had ever talked to him like that!

"I don't escape from a fight!Try me! I dare you!" he replied.

Just then, he jumped up, trying to land a flying kick on the man's chest but the man immediately crossed his arm to resist. Laughing, Tyler launched his fist towards the man's face.

The man jumped sideways and Tyler missed him again.

The light in the man's eyes darkened. He sneered,"So stupid!"

Tyler was both annoyed and embarrassed. "You bastard!" he roared. "You are so dead!" Tyler's mouth kept twitching in his fury. He slashed at the man violently with both his hands and feet, in extreme cruelty. Had the man been hit by his merciless strikes, he was sure to sustain a fracture.

However, he remained totally calm unlike Tyler, and avoided him easily. Obviously, Tyler was no match for him and was bound to lose. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

It seemed like the man knew his every move and dodged every move quickly and reacted right on time.

As the fight progressed, Tyler sustained more and more injuries by the minute. In his rage, he kept roaring from time to time because of the agony this man was causing.

Thump!

"Ouch…"

The man suddenly jumped and kicked Tyler so vigorously on the chest that he was thrown onto the tin wall. He felt like his stomach had been turned upside down and, with a sweet, fishy tinge in his mouth, he started spitting blood.

Looking at him, the man snorted in disgust.

Trembling in the corner, Molly stared at the two men fighting, frightened by the events that had happened. She had forgotten about the pain and stopped crying, even though there were still tears on her face.

The man walked up to Molly and slowly crouched down in front of her, wiping her tears. "It's okay. I'm here with you," he said. Lying down on the ground, Tyler looked even uglier with his face twisted in

pain.

Finally Molly recognized the man and felt both grateful and ashamed. In fact, she had so many feelings mixed that she couldn't tell how she really felt on seeing him.

"Edgar?" Molly said with trembling lips, with a strange feeling arising in her heart. She couldn't believe it was the same Edgar she knew and burst into tears again. "Edgar, is it really you?" Molly asked again,"It's you, right?"

Edgar pursed his lips, and replied in his husky voice,"Yes, it's me. I'm sorry, Molly… I have come too late and it breaks my heart to see you like this."

Hearing what he had said, Molly began wailing. "Edgar, why have you come so late?" She howled, shedding down even more tears. .

"Don't worry. You're safe now," Edgar said.

However, he couldn't stop her from crying. Instead, his words seemed to trigger an emotional breakdown and she cried even harder for all the humiliations she had suffered these days.

Distressed, Edgar gently held her in his arms to console her. But when his hand slid to her shoulder, he felt something wet and sticky.

He withdrew his hand and checked it carefully under the dim light. To his surprise, it was blood. "You're injured!" He shouted, turning pale in panic.