Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 791 Time Won't Erase Feelings (Part One)

The hallway was quiet, save for Molly's gentle footsteps. She turned left once and reached a door.

As she was about to turn the doorknob open, the door was suddenly opened from the inside. The heavy wood panels turned to reveal Brian. Her body instantly froze in place and she just looked at him in shock. The top to buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a small expanse of skin. The hall's dim lighting lent his tan skin an inviting and a little exotic appeal. His hair was not neatly styled like usual. The disheveled strands made him look wicked and extremely indifferent at the same time.

Staring at his wild appearance for too long caused Molly to struggle to close and open her eyes again to make sure that she didn't get the wrong person. It was indeed Brian. Molly flushed red in embarrassment, waved her hand and plastered a fake looking smile on her face. "Hi, what a small world! Nice to see you here..."

Her awkwardness didn't slip Brian's notice as his eyes remained fixated on her under the dim lights.

Then, a man stepped out from the room and asked, "Mr. Brian Long, who is this?" upon seeing Molly. The said man looked about Brian's age in terms of appearance. His eyes scanned Molly up and down and teasingly said, "Whoa, the special service in this KTV is so different now."

At his words, Brian immediately turned around and his dark, obsidian eyes shot him a fierce and sharp glance.

The man was a little startled at Brian's reaction. He glanced at Molly, then turned to Brian and asked in a questioning voice, "Did I say anything wrong?"

Another fake smile made its way to Molly's face. "Who do you think I am? A whore? You're a pig! Bastard!" she said with gritted teeth.

Her foot then gave the man a swift kick in the groin without any warning.

"Ouch--!" the man screamed in pain. His knees wobbled and his hands grasped his crotch as his face twisted in agony.

"It seems that you cannot enjoy your special service today..."said Molly innocently. She looked at the man and smirked mischievously at his reactions just like an arrogant princess who got what she wanted. She then turned around and left the vicinity without even bothering to look at Brian.

The man still winced in pain and choked out, "Who the fuck are you? I swear I will kill you..." He struggled to let the words out in one straight sentence as he still tried to ease the stinging pain.

A few steps away from Brian and the man, Molly finally found the correct suite. Her hand grasped the cold metal of the doorknob but didn't open it yet. As she did so, she turned her body around towards the two and smiled charmingly. She blinked her eyes, pretending she was in fear and said, "Oh, I'm so scared..." Her gaze then shifted to Brian and continued, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Brian's wife!" Molly's words had the man stunned in surprise. At the same time, Molly opened the door and entered the suite with polite smile on her face.

The man's eyes widened again in shock and asked Brian, "Is she really your wife?"

He had a desperate look on his face and he still continued to nurse his crotch that was a bit relieved now. Brian's eyes were lost in deep thought as he said in a distant voice, "She was my wife..." He eventually walked around the man before he headed for the toilets. The door opened again and Hanson came out. His hands patted the man on his shoulder as he gloated, "You mistook Mr. Brian Long's wife for a whore... Uh-oh, you're definitely dead meat!"

"Fuck off. Would you stop kicking me when I'm down?" the man said, clearly annoyed. He then shot a dirty look at Hanson and further complained. Because the pain in his groin hadn't fully subsided yet, he winced and looked at Hanson. "My father is gonna give me a good beating tomorrow. And my stocks are bound to fall by at least a single percentage point..."

For a while, his eyes looked away from him as he thought to himself, 'The party was boring, so I took Brian and others here for fun. If I only knew that I would see this woman, I would never run away from the party.'

Beside him, Hanson folded his arms over his chest and casually said, "No, it is at least three percentage points!"

The man rolled his eyes and curled his lips into a frown upon hearing his words. "Never mind. I'll take it as a consolation to him. After all, he was dumped by his wife," the man said.

"Wow, you're such a noble man!" exclaimed Hanson. "Since you're so generous, I hope you don't mind losing some money to me later," he said, his eyes twinkling delinquently.

"Fuck off!" the man yelled. He then tried to kick Hanson for revenge, but he only ended up hurting himself even more. Some of the people who passed by couldn't help but giggle at his predicament. He covered his crotch with his hands and said in pain, "Damn it, the pain is killing me! Only Mr. Brian Long could really handle a woman like her..."

Meanwhile in the other room, Molly walked towards Eric on her tiptoes. The shuffling sounds drew Eric's attention upon her entry. This made him turn around, making him see her.

"What happened? Is there anything bad?" asked Eric worriedly.

"Yes! It was hell!" Molly replied in a tantrum-like voice. She took a sip of water from the glass on the table and said, "I forgot the room number and entered another room. Guess who I saw when I opened the door?" "My brother?" Eric guessed.

Across him, Molly's eyes went wide as she whined, "Eric, you did it again. Are you here to make me upset?"

Eric knew what Molly's words implied. He rolled his eyes in response as his lips curled slightly downward. "There is no need to upset you. Brian doesn't feel anything for you anymore..." he said. However, this only upset Molly even more. "Will you shut up?!" she said, glaring at him.

"Alright..." Eric relented in a calm voice. He simply shrugged his shoulders and turned to look at Molly, who had sobered up by now. "Well, do you want to have another drink?" he asked.

"No!" Molly adamantly refused. She eyed the empty beer bottles on the table, then said, "Excessive drinking will make me suffer tomorrow."

"Well, it seems that you're not that drunk..." said Eric, observing her state. After a few moments, he stood up from his seat and said, "Let's go."

As they walked out of their room, they passed by the next reserved room in the hallway. Molly couldn't help but cast a glance at the door when she heard some strange noises from the inside that it made her lips curl into a little frown. "Eh..." Molly mumbled to herself.

Because her eyes were focused on the room, she paid no attention to her steps so her dress got accidentally hooked on something. Fortunately, Eric caught her on time just as when she was about to fall down.

"Mind you step, okay? What were you even thinking?!" Eric sighed. Upon seeing her face twist in pain, he frowned and asked, "Hey. What's wrong? Did you sprain your ankle?"0000000000☐☐☐☐☐☐