Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 822 Dealing With The Aftermath (Part Two)

"I'm going too," Eric said as he sat down lazily next to Smart. "Brian has to deal with something tomorrow and I have the press conference to attend to. So, we'll go to see Wing together on the day after tomorrow." Smart nodded. "Hmm, that sounds like a good idea." Looking at the three young ones, she continued, "Perhaps Wing will get excited and wake up when she sees that all of you are happy and getting along with one another so well." With a deep sigh, Shirley said, "I hope so."

"Shirley," Brian held her shoulder and said, "I'm sure Wing will be fine. She couldn't bear leaving us."

Molly took Shirley's arm in hers. Her eyes were bright with hope. She agreed with Brian.

The bright moon was covered by a dreamlike fog. Time went on at its usual pace. When the white color of the fish's belly appeared in the east, the new dawn arrived as scheduled. The first rays of the morning sun penetrated through the thick clouds and made the sea sparkle. It was a new day and the beginning of something new.

"Here is the latest news. The power holder will hold a press conference at the Royal Hotel at ten o'clock today, in order to explain the matters concerning the engagement ceremony yesterday..."

The breaking news was broadcasted by every television station in Dragon Island. The screens in public places like the train stations, malls and shopping centers also displayed the news. Everybody's attention was drawn by the scene on the television.

Two men in a food stall were watching the small television in the shop. One of them said, "What's the point in trying to explain more about what had happened yesterday? Everybody knows that it was no more than a soap opera in which the power holder tried to take his cousin's woman, right?"

"We should not jump into conclusions," the other man said, as he put a wonton into his mouth. "My daughter was one of the staff members responsible for setting up the venue yesterday. She told me that this whole thing was not as simple as it seems." "Really? So, what's the truth?"

"I heard that..." the man started to say what he had heard from his daughter.

A girl at the table behind the two men stole a glance at them and grinned. She had a camera around her neck. She drained the soup in her bowl in one sip and said to the waiter, "I'm ready for the bill. Also, I would like to have a salty tofu pudding to go."

"I knew you would ask for it. Here you are." The stall holder handed a food container to the girl. "Are you going to the hospital to see your boyfriend again?"

"Yeah." She paid the bill and took the food container from him. Then she rode on a bicycle and headed to the hospital.

At the hospital, she hastily parked her bicycle and ran inside with the tofu pudding in her hand. When she reached the ward, she saw that the doctor was making his rounds. Seeing the white gowns, she stopped at the door. Very soon, she heard the doctor say, "A cardiac transplantation must be done as soon as possible."

She listened to their conversation quietly and her grasp on the food container tightened. Biting her lips, she tried her best to put a restraint on her uneasiness. It was not until quite a while after the doctor and nurses walked out of the ward that she took a deep breath and entered the ward. She already had a smile plastered on her face before she entered. She greeted the patient in the ward, "Liam! Has the doctor finished his rounds?"

Liam nodded. His face was a bit pale. Glancing at the package in her hand, he asked, "Tofu pudding?"

"Your nose is as sensitive as that of a dog's!" she said, wrinkling her nose. "What did the doctor say?"

"He said that my condition has been stable for the past couple of days," Liam answered casually. "There's nothing seriously wrong with me at the moment. All I can do right now is wait for a heart that matches."

She felt a little relieved to hear that he was stable. She said with a smile, "That's good news." She opened the food container and handed the tofu pudding to Liam, "Once I complete a few more important assignments, we will have enough money to pay for the first operation."

Liam quietly stirred the tofu pudding. After a short silence, he said, "Sara, I'm really sorry." The light in his eyes dimmed gradually. "I promised to make you happy, but now I..."

"Liam, don't say that," Sara hushed him gently. "Have you forgotten what we had promised each other? We would never give up on each other regardless of whatever difficulties that are thrown at us. When my family had rejected you in the beginning, you could have left. But you stood by my side. You were always there for me, and now, it's my turn."

Liam regarded her. He wanted to tell her that she didn't have to sacrifice her life for his sake, but in the end, he couldn't say it.

"Never mind all that now. You just enjoy your tofu pudding and get some good rest." Sara smiled widely. "I'm going after some hot news. The power holder is holding a press conference today. If I could just manage to get an exclusive interview with him, I will most likely earn all the money we need with this one deal."

She quickly said her goodbye and left as fast as a gust of wind. Liam's eyes increasingly filled with guilt. He mumbled, "Sara, I'm so sorry. But believe me. I will soon grant you the life of a princess. I promise."

From the hospital, Sara headed in the direction of the Royal Hotel. She had enough time before the conference started, so she rode her bicycle in a leisurely pace.

On the way, something caught her attention and she hit the brakes and stopped. Still seated on the bicycle seat with one foot on the ground, she turned to look at the window of a fashion store behind her.

Her eyes fell on a light yellow woolen short coat. The constricted waistline and the ruffled cuffs gave off a breath of youth, while the irregular white fur collar added elegance and looked warm enough to handle the winter.

Sara's eyes were fixed on the coat. She forgot about everything else. After staring at it for a while, she parked the bicycle outside and walked into the shop in spite of herself.

"I would like to try that one." She heard a woman's voice as soon as she entered the store.

Looking at the direction of the voice, she saw a woman pointing at the yellow dress which she had spent the last few minutes staring at. A feeling of loss washed over her.

"Oh, do you like this one too?" Molly asked, seeing the disappointed look on Sara's face. She took one more look at the light yellow short coat before she said, "If you like it, you can have it. I will look for something else."

Sara immediately shook her head and said with a smile, "No, I was just taking a look at it."

"She's not going to buy it. From the look of her cheap clothes, she probably can't even afford it,"

the snobbish saleswoman scoffed at Sara.

Molly frowned, but then she heard Sara say, "Yes, I can't afford it. But you're inside this shop too. Can you afford it?"

The saleswoman was speechless for a moment. She glowered at Sara for embarrassing her in front of a potential customer. She was about to trash talk her again, when Molly cut in and said, "Pack that coat." The saleswoman left without saying anything. Molly walked towards Sara and stood in front of her. "Please consider it a gift. I hope you won't mind me doing this." Sara opened her mouth to object, but Molly explained hastily, "I'm giving it to you as an appreciation for what you said to that saleswoman. If I had half the courage and self-confidence that you have, perhaps I could have been a happier person long ago."