Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 240 You Deserve It (Part Two)

The attack was so unexpected that Molly fell to the ground totally unprepared. Pain traveled quickly through her hips. It was so sharp that her face distorted in anguish. She tried to stand up, but she had no strength left. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

A painful glint flashed in Brian's eyes. He felt sorry for pushing her down. But that sympathy only lasted as ephemerally as his heart of stone allowed. In a flash, Brian assumed a cold face while looking down at her, who sat up on the snowy ground pitifully. His voice was colder than the ice she was sitting on. "Since when have I given you permission to make decisions for me, Molly?"

Molly didn't catch half of what he was saying as her attention was mostly grabbed by the pain she was going through. She felt as though her hip bones were broken. The pain had spread to her spine and she was sweating profoundly.

Brian regretted his rude behavior, but he subdued and ignored the remorseful feeling. He looked at Molly and said,"It's too late. Let's go back."

He cast Molly a glance before turning towards the direction from where they had come and left without hesitation.

Molly tried again, in an attempt to stand up. But the pain stopped her from any further movement, as her hips ached whenever she moved. She clenched her teeth to rally some strength and placed both her hands on the snowy ground to support herself. With all the effort she could muster, she tried to stand up one more time. But she fell back down.

Molly closed her eyes and bit her lips so hard that they had turned pale. In the midst of her despair and helplessness, she felt as if she was being raised up in the air. Brian had come back for her, and was now carrying her in his arms. Molly smelled Brian's scent which was now very familiar to her. She involuntarily raised her eyes to glance at him. He still looked cold, without any expression on his face.

His eyes looked straight ahead, unwilling to cast even a swift look at the woman in his arms. He stayed silent all the way, his lips tightly closed. 'What a cold man!' Molly thought to herself.

Agony suddenly struck her as she thought of Brian's coldness towards her. She was not in the mood to take care of his wound anymore. Caught between the sharp soreness on her hips and Brian's indifference towards her, she permeated into desperate despair and misery. In search of some warmth, she clutched Brian's clothes tightly with her icy-cold hands and buried her face completely into his chest.

'I should not have cared for you, Brian. It is a mistake that I feel sorry and painful for you whenever your mind is not at peace. I truly deserve this trip and this pain. I was stupid in trying my best to console you, only to harvest pain in return. You are an arrogant and stone-hearted man, deserving no concerns from anybody, '

Molly grumbled in silence while burying herself closely in his arms. The more she grumbled, however, the more she felt sad. She dared not admit how she felt about Brian. She refused and was even afraid to admit her love towards Brian. What could she do even if she admitted it? There was no possibility for her to win Brian's heart, no matter what she did. She was fully aware of that. As a result, she persuaded herself to stay calm and try to forge a heart of stone, just like Brian's. Then she could be immune to every response he gave her, whether it was a cold face or a charming smile. But no matter how hard she tried, it was beyond her capabilities to avoid being hurt from his ruthlessness.

That thought brought a bitter smile on Molly's face and tears in her eyes. She could not help but mock at herself for her stupidity. To hide her misty eyes away from Brian, she nuzzled closer into his chest and closed her eyes. She knew very well that Brian would never fall in love with her. But that feeling, her desire for Brian, was uncontrollable. It lurked in her heart like a naughty cat, licking her heart now and then to test her and threatening to leak out whenever possible. But Molly had to curb it, no matter how hard she got hurt in doing that. She was the only one that could console herself.

Brian walked towards the exit of the park. Snow cracked when he stepped on it. Although Molly was not heavy, his steps still became a little unsteady after walking a long distance. He glanced at Molly in his chest, who kept nuzzling closer and closer to him. He furrowed his brows and an annoyed glint flashed in his eyes.

Brian put Molly softly into the car. Molly's face twisted as her hips touched the seat. She felt the pain again. Brian had obviously noticed it. Instead of arousing any sympathy in Brian's heart, however, Molly's painful face only intensified his annoyance. He felt embarrassed as he had no idea what to do. To avoid that embarrassment, he turned his head as if he hadn't seen anything and closed the door. He walked around the car to the other side, slipped into the car and took the driver's seat. He started up the car and drove towards the direction of the villa.

The car ran steadily at a slow speed. Due to the pain, Molly dared not lift a single finger, as it hurt whenever she moved. She was fixed on the seat like a puppet. The only thing she was capable of doing was to stare out the window with a grimaced face. She looked angry as she pouted her mouth. To some degree, that expression added to her girlish charm.