Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 763 Mark Is Bullied (Part Three)

said, "It's not right for kids to fight like this. You should behave yourself and play together, okay?"

Brian couldn't take his eyes off Mark. His clothes had become dirty when he had fallen down on the damp ground. He keeled down next to him and patted the dust off his clothes. Mark's lips curled into a bright smile at his dad's gesture. Brian looked at the children and The chubby little boy showed no arrogance in front of him. He lowered his head and said apologetically, "Okay. Mark, I'm so sorry."

"It's all right," said Mark, with the smile spreading all over his face now. He then looked at Brian and asked, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"I was just passing by," Brian said in a soft tone, "I saw you from the car and wanted to check if you were okay here." After a quick glance at the children, he asked, "Where's your Mommy?"

"Mommy didn't come home yet," said Mark feigning sadness. He pouted his lips and peered up at Brian. "I was out looking for her."

Brian frowned at his words, 'The hotel I had sent her to last night is close to where she and Mark lives. It's noon already. Why hasn't she gone back home? Did something happen to her?' A mixed feeling of panic and annoyance crawled into his mind, but he kept his mask on and asked Mark, "Did you have lunch?"

Mark shook his head slightly.

Brian frowned again. He was exasperated that Molly was being so negligent about Mark. He looked at the little boy's saddened face and said gently, "I'll take you to lunch first. And then we'll go look for Mommy, okay?" "Okay!" Mark said. He kept his dismal face on the outside, but he was delighted that his little trick was working.

Brian stood up from the ground. He held Mark's soft little hand and walked towards his car. Mark turned back and silently waved to the other children. They waved back to him. Some of them couldn't help but jump up and show him a triumphant gesture. Their play was a grand success.

Just after Brian's car had left, the teacher came out from an alley nearby with a beaming smile and said to the children, "You guys are the best actors I have ever seen! And as for today's reward for the acting class, everyone gets a beautiful red flower for their amazing performance!"

The children cheered together. "Teacher, is that man really Mark's dad?" asked the little girl, with a worried expression.

Vincent came out from his hiding spot, and answered her question, "Yes, he is. But he lost his memories in an accident. So he doesn't remember Mark." The children gasped and some of them shook their heads in disbelief. Vincent continued, "Mark is trying to make his dad remember him in ways of his own."

The children remained silent. They looked at the place from where the car had just left. They had tears in their innocent eyes and hoped that Mark and his dad could be happy together.

*

As he sat beside Brian's side, Mark bit his lips hard, trying to suppress his desire to laugh out loud. Even as he tried so hard, the smile that clearly reached his eyes sold him out.

Tony caught a glimpse of his expression in the rear-view mirror, capturing the smile flickering in Mark's eyes. The corner of his lips turned into a smile as well. 'Our guess was right, after all! Mr. Brian Long is only pretending to have lost his memory,' Tony thought happily. However, Brian did not notice Mark's and Tony's happy smiles. He was focused on typing a text message on his phone. He sent the text, and waited for the reply. After a while, he received a text message. He read it silently and frowned at his phone.

The message said, 'What do you mean I don't care about my son? He is not just mine! Brian Long, I can accept the fact that you no longer care about me because we are divorced. But Mark is your son. Even if you don't admit it, you still have the obligation to take care of him.'

As soon as he finished reading the message, he received another text from her.

It said, 'Oh, and one more thing. I'm a little busy right now. If you don't want to take care of your son, just drop him off at someplace he wants. If you don't care about him, you obviously wouldn't bother if something bad happened to him, right?' Brian's frown deepened, and his eagle eyes looked like they were about to shoot fire as he looked at her message. Molly had successfully provoked Brian Long. And now, he was furious.

"Uncle, what's wrong? Is everything all right?" asked Mark in a low voice. He pouted and managed to look as pitiful as he could. He asked in a distressed tone, "Am I bothering you? Is that why you are angry?" Without waiting for Brian's response, he looked up at him with his big eyes which was welling up with tears and said sadly, "I am sorry if it was my fault. Please drop me off at the nearest parking place. I can replace Mommy by myself."

Brian felt a lurch in his heart. He looked at Mark, enduring the overwhelming guilt and sadness that was crawling into his mind and said softly, "No, it has nothing to do with you. I was just giving orders to my subordinates at work." After a pause, he continued, "You are a very good boy. I could never be mad at you. Don't worry."

Mark's eyes were brimming with tears, but he did not let them fall. Choking on his sobs, he said in broken words, "Mom...my mom said, I don't... have dad... because...dad didn't want...us...anymore... I don't even... get the chance... to see my dad..."

Mark's soft and childish voice was so full of sorrow that it spread throughout the narrow space of the car. Even Tony couldn't help but feel deeply touched. Although he had conspired with Vincent in advance and knew that Mark was just acting and his words were not fully true, he was still overwhelmed by his sobs. Even a man with the toughest heart would melt before those innocent tears.

*

Molly got out of the taxi with a huge grocery bag and frowned at Brian's villa in front of her. She whispered to herself, "Why is Mark with Bri? Didn't he say that he was at the kindergarten?" She planned to thoroughly question Mark once she was back. She walked into the villa with the heavy bag. As she was entering, she saw John and Lisa walk out.

"John, Lisa! It's so nice to see you," Molly greeted them. "Are you going somewhere?" Molly asked, as she watched them load their stuff into the car.

Lisa walked towards her with a smile and said, "My great uncle is holding a birthday banquet. Mr. Brian Long gave us a few days off to visit and celebrate his birthday with him." She looked at the bag in Molly's hand with a wider smile. "I will be away for a few days. I wasn't sure if Mr. Brian Long would be back for dinner. So, I arranged someone to prepare dinner everyday," she paused dramatically and continued, "But I'm worried that Mr. Brian Long might not like the dishes made by the new cook. Now that you are here, there's nothing for me to worry about."

"But..." Molly said hastily, feeling like she had just walked into a trap. "Wouldn't he replace out that I was at the villa if I stayed to cook for him?" Although she did want to stay and make dinner for Brian, she was still worried that he might replace out that she was at the villa and kick her out.

"Don't worry about all that! Let him know that you are here," Lisa winked. "Let him see you and fall in love with you once again. That way, you and the Young Master Mark can come back home."

Molly desired nothing more than that. Lisa's words made her so happy that she nodded hysterically. After seeing John and Lisa off, she carried her heavy bag inside.

Meanwhile, at the villa's monitoring room, two security guards were in a dilemma.

"So, we just let her in and out as she pleases?" one guard asked, worried that Brian wouldn't let this matter slide if he found out about it.

"I don't think we need to worry about it. Tony said that she could come and go whenever she likes. We shouldn't meddle in her affairs," the other one said, looking at the monitor.

"But John and Lisa have left..." the guard said, still worried.

"If anything happens, Tony will take full responsibility," the latter guard said firmly.

"Fine, if you say so," the guard finally agreed.

The monitoring room fell silent again as if nothing had happened out of the ordinary.

Molly put the grocery in the kitchen and took out the mysterious medicine she had bought from that quack. She looked at the medicine with a gleam of excitement in her eyes. She said to herself in a whisper, "Brian, I am going to dose you with this love medicine. Once you take it, you will not be able to resist my charm. If I get pregnant with another baby, would you still kick me out of your villa and your life?"