Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 448

Her scream echoed through the quiet corridor, giving people the creeps. But Spark didn't stop. He kept walking, holding Molly's hand. But somehow, he felt a strong sense of loss. He just wanted to take Molly away from Brian, far far away. As to why, he did not know.

Molly tried to keep up with Spark. She didn't know who Sophie was. Nor did she care. Obviously, Sophie was just someone Spark didn't want to talk to, so she wasn't worried. At that moment, all she wanted was to get out of that place.

Brian walked out of the lounge. He stood at the door, watching Molly leave frantically with Spark. The look in his eyes had not changed. A faint significant smile touched his lips.

"Turns out that even the daughter of the distinguished Roberts family can lose it over a man," Brian said sarcastically. Then he glanced at Sophie contemptuously. Sophie was in a daze first and then glared at Brian. "Don't even think about laying a finger on her. You wouldn't be able to bear the consequences."

His warning sounded casual, but Sophie withdrew half a step back in fright upon hearing it. Brian's cruel aura chilled her. Standing near him made her feel like she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Brian didn't say another word to Sophie. Although the Roberts family were powerful British aristocrats, in his eyes, they were nobodies.

In this world, no one was allowed to touch Molly, except him.

Brian's eyes seemed calm, yet underneath the serene surface were the tangles of love and hate. 'Molly, we are destined to love and hate each other in this life. How can I let you run away from me this time?'

Brian went back to the backstage lounge of the first concert hall. Both Wing and Becky felt his icy aura as soon as he stepped in. Becky thought Brian was mad because he had failed in asking Spark to co-play the piece of music, but Wing knew Brian better and she sensed something different about him.

Becky approached him and put her arm in his. "Brian, what did Spark say?" she asked.

Brian looked at Becky, who fluttered her eyelashes at him. Part of those big eyes used to be Molly's. Brian stared Becky in the eye, as if he could see Molly if he stared harder. However, she was not Molly! She could never be Mol!

Brian slowly took his arm out of Becky's embrace. Becky's face colored with embarrassment. Brian ignored it and ordered Tony in a cold tone, "Find out where Spark lives."

Wing frowned, scrutinizing Brian with her sharp eyes. Since Becky was with them, Wing didn't ask any questions.

Tony was curious about Brian's order too. Normally, even though Spark was reluctant, he wouldn't refuse to co-play music with Wing if Brian asked him in person. Then why was he so angry? Why did he want to know where Spark lived?

In spite of the questions in his head, Tony followed Brian's order and retreated from the lounge. Ever since Brian had finished the training in Hell Forest, he had become more fathomless.

Becky secretly gritted her teeth, standing there awkwardly. Ever since she had gone to Dragon Island to see Brian, he had been distant. But he had never stopped her from showing intimacy. He had never rejected her so bluntly. She wondered what had happened over there when Brian was talking to Spark. But when she heard the order Brian had given Tony, she assumed that she was just being paranoid; it had to be because the talk with Spark hadn't gone well.

Brian was mad because Spark had refused to co-play music with Wing. That was all.

Since Wing could sense it, no doubt Brian could too. With a straight face, he glanced back at Becky who seemed to be betting her life on this moment. Finally, two words came out of Brian's mouth, "Suit yourself."

There was no trace of warmth in his tone. Right now, the only thing that mattered to him was to find out why Molly was with Spark. He was dying to know what had happened to Molly in the last four years. And as for Becky, the moment she had received Molly's retinas, he was done with her.

He walked out and shut the door behind him with a slam. Becky's heart was shattered with that sound. Tears flooded in her eyes and ran down her cheeks. "No! This is not true! Brian wouldn't leave me! No, he won't!" Becky mumbled, shaking her head.

Wing sighed at the scene. She walked over to support Becky who was collapsing from the shock. "Becky, love cannot be forced. Otherwise, neither you nor Brian will be happy," she said, as she wiped Becky's tears.

Becky looked at Wing with tearful eyes, at a loss. Wing's words pained her deeply. Why should she sacrifice her happiness for Molly?

Becky was filled with resentment. Her beautiful eyes went dim with hate. Seeing the expression on Becky's face, Wing shook her head, knowing that it would be of no use saying anything else. If Becky couldn't figure it out herself, nobody else could help her.

The sun was setting over the Danube River. The slow breeze blew across the river, as if it was playing the most beautiful rhythm in the City of Music.

Brian sat in the hotel lounge, elegant and sluggish, legs overlapped, fingers casually tapping the arm of the sofa. He gazed at the busy traffic on the road through the gigantic bright window. When an MPV slowed down in front of the hotel and finally came to a stop, a familiar figure stepped out of the vehicle. A faint sneer appeared on Brian's face. But when that figure turned around and cradled a little boy out of the vehicle, Brian's face froze with an almost unnoticeable expression of astonishment.