Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 57 Don't Push Me! (Part Five)

Edgar drove to the hospital. This time he was told that the Xia family had left the hospital and no one knew where they went.

Sitting in the car, watching a large influx of people walking on the street, Edgar was absorbed in thought.

How could they just disappear? There must be someone behind this!

Was it Mr. Shen or Mr. Brian Long?

Suddenly something occurred to his mind! He started the car and after a sharp turn, the car ran towards the government building.

*

In the villa, Brian was standing by the window watching outside with his hands in his pockets. The snow outside had almost melted away with only a little left on the ground.

Upstairs, the doctor had been dressing Molly's wounds for the last several hours.

Her cuts weren't big but were hard to clean and the fragments of rusted iron had mixed with her flesh which could have gone septic.

Brian got slightly worried as time went by, and his face gradually turned gloomy.

A red roadster drifted into a parking lot and stopped steadily. Eric got out of the car and walked hurriedly inside the villa. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The moment he stepped in, he was overwhelmed by the depressing atmosphere. Seeing Brian by the window, he walked up to him and asked, "Brian, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Brian replied. As he turned around, his face was marked by a cold, weird smile.

"How is Little Molly?" Eric asked with concern in his voice.

Brian walked to the bar table, and opened a bottle of wine. "You care about her?" he asked as he poured a glass.

"Just asking", Eric replied with a smile, as he took the glass from Brian and took a tiny sip.

Brian merely stared at the swirling red wine in his glass.

He had no tolerance for people who hurt his woman. It was time to pay back for what they had done!

Brian's eyes squinted as he imagined his upcoming revenge. He took a sip of his wine, cherishing the sweet and sour flavor.

Eric stared at him. He had never seen him like this before.

As the evening came, Molly groaned in agony and moved slightly in bed. Knitting her brows, she slowly opened her eyes.

Brian's stern and handsome face was in front of her. She was slightly startled to see him and bit her lips as she looked at him without blinking for a second.

"Does it still hurt?" he gently asked in a low, attractive voice. His eyes seemed darker when he saw the hate in her eyes.

"I…I'm better now, " she replied, trying to hide her feelings.

"Okay, that's good!" Brian answered softly. Then he had dinner brought upstairs for her, as he sat down beside her.

Soon, Lucy arrived, carrying the dinner. Molly was surprised to see the rage and sorrow in her eyes. What was going on? Where was Lisa?

The day's pain was too much and she didn't feel like eating anything, but didn't dare to reject the food Brian had handed over. She could hardly swallow a bite. It tasted like wax.

"Is it awful?" Brian asked.

She was alarmed to hear his query and, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw that Lucy was as startled as she was. She replied immediately, without thinking, "No, it is good!"

She chanced a look at Lucy secretly, and felt relieved to see that she wasn't as frightened as just now, even though there was still anger in her eyes.

"Good!" Brian replied. Lucy stood by until Molly had finished her dinner, and left with the empty plates and bowls. Then Brian handed her a few pills and a glass of water, and asked impassively, "Aren't you curious why Lucy served you instead of Lisa?"

At first, she was shocked since he had all but read her mind. But after a moment of thinking, she looked at him in curiosity.

Brian took the glass from her and put it aside. Looking deep into her eyes, he smirked, "She is being punished for letting you leave."

Punished?!

Molly glared at Brian's indifferent face, and her eyes opened wide in shock. "What did you do to her?" she asked furiously.

No wonder Lucy was angry!

Hem! Brian snorted with a smug smile. "If I were you, I would save the worrying for myself!" There was a cold smile on his face.

"Brian Long… You are insane!" she yelled. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she shivered in fury. She pounced towards Brian, totally ignoring the fact that she was still hooked to the intravenous drip. "What did you do to her? What the hell did you do? I forced her to let me out! Come at me! Let her go! " she roared.

Brian grasped Molly' neck, which was covered with red bruises, and said scornfully, "She is being punished because of you! This is the cost of your willfulness!"

"Ow!" Molly cried out. She was almost choked to death but she didn't give in and merely glowered at him, and gnashed her teeth in anger. "You are a despicable monster!" She slowly spat out her hatred.

"I am a monster?" Brian sneered. "Who's the hero? Your dear Edgar? Is he the hero in your heart? Mol, do you know that… he arrived at the house early and waited till you had been abused for quite a while!"

"That's impossible!" Molly shouted, staring at him with her big eyes. Her mind was, at the moment, filled with disbelief, and she didn't care how Brian had known that.

"Impossible?" Molly's words and the hatred on her face made Brian completely mad. "The proof is on your body! Let's see what Tyler had done to you just because Edgar let him!"

Creak! Brian reached out his big hands, clutched Molly's collar and then ripped off her nightgown.

"No!" came Molly's sad cry.