Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 347 His Feelings For Her (Part Two)

Eric denied his words. For sure, his dad will like Molly and her agreeable personality though hesitating on his judgment of her identity.

Regardless of Molly being Rory or Justin's daughter, she was part of the dispute between the two factions and this would likely impact her as a whole.

"It won't keep me from liking her." Eric looked at Brian and continued, his tone was dead set, "You will help me, right?"

At his words, Brian's eyes darkened though his overall expression remained impassive. "You think so?"

"Of course you will!" With a raised brows and an expectant gleam of his eyes, he added, "Shouldn't you be happy that I like her now? I won't be fighting for Becky's attention against you anymore."

Brian stared at him, his thoughts were on his words and it should make him happy. His cousin liked to fight against him in everything and it included Becky. If not for him, he should have been with Becky a long time ago.

But now, his words seemed to ignite something deep within him.

Frowning, his gaze fell on Molly's face and thoughts came racing on his mind. He wanted her to stay on his side, and not to be with another man. Not even with Eric! He would never let it happen!

All of a sudden, his heart tightened at the thought which surprised him. He was blind with the growing affection he had for her. How? When did he develop feelings for her?

A flicker of emotion flashed from his eyes and it disappeared at a blink. Once again, he focused his vision at his cousin and spoke, "I won't help you."

It didn't come as a shock to Eric's ears, in fact, he had expected it from his cousin. With a small smile, he leveled his eyes into his cousin and spoke, "Can you be honest and tell me what you feel for her? Do you love her?"

Brian's mouth twitched at his question but indirectly made an answer, "What do you think?"

"It is better if you don't." Eric's eyes narrowed as he spoke.

"If you are..." A knock by the door interrupted his words. Lenny accompanied by a waiter walked in with a food pushcart. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Sensed the awkward tension in the room, Lenny could tell what transpired between the two. She gestured for the waiter who then left the room, leaving the pushcart with her.

Once she had settled the food, the two ate in silence. There was no exchange of words, both immersed in their individual thoughts. They didn't seem to have an appetite as there was much food left after they finished eating. Also, they often glanced at Molly's side, silently checking her being. 'These two are impossible!' Leeny thought.

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The food looked and smelt appetizing but Becky had no desire to eat. She only sat in front, gazing absentmindedly as her thoughts were miles away.

Lisa placed the soup, the last dish of her requested menu, on the table and hurried to leave. But Becky called her attention, which made her stop.

"Lisa," Becky opened her mouth to say and lowered her eyes. "Brian seems busy these days." she added solemnly.

"Mr. Long is a busy man." Lisa spoke as she lowered her eyes. Her answer was vague, she noted.

"Is that so? Is he still coming here to eat?" Becky's brows creased in annoyance.

Lisa smiled, "Yes, he is. He comes home every day to eat his meals."

She plastered a smiled on her face, "I see. You can resume your work, Lisa."

"Thank you, Miss Yan. Please enjoy your meal." with a bow, Lisa left her in peace. It left her with the food, sitting in front of her on the table.

The growing bitterness on her was something she couldn't stop. Back then, Brian's work came first, and he rarely came home to eat. Lisa's words were something new. Now, he would seek time to come and eat meals. Was it because of that girl?

Biting her lower lip, the thought infuriated her to no end.

Yoyo walked in to see Becky hadn't touched her food, too engrossed with thoughts. Her voice had caught the girl's attention, "Miss Yan, don't you like the food?"

She shook her head and gave a small smile, "I don't have an appetite."

After she spoke, she stood and went on her way. Limped and weak as she took the stairs. Yoyo saw and came to her aid. She helped her upstairs and into Brian's room. Suddenly, Becky stopped and turned to her, "Yoyo, I want to see the room next to Brian's."

Glancing at the adjacent room, she acknowledged her wish. She helped her towards the room she specified.

Once the room opened, they walked in to see its neat, simple look. It was painted in light purple and white colors and adorned with simple decorations. It cast a cosy feeling.

Becky couldn't see anything, so she just silently felt the room. In every house Brian bought, he would save a room for her beside his. That was a promise he said to her a long time ago, and she held into it.

A soft smile graced her lips, recalling the thought of his words and his loving gaze on her.

"This room is occupied. Isn't this Molly's room?" Yoyo suddenly said. Becky's eyes went huge in shock after hearing her words.

"That is highly impossible!" she was quick to deny Yoyo's words.

It was an absolute hunch on Yoyo's part, which she hadn't expected Becky would react. Suddenly, she recalled the girl named Lucy and her words and realized her mistake. "It was stupid of me, Miss Yan. Do not mind my words." she said quickly, and her eyes were lowered in regret.

Becky breathed hard, her emotions on turmoil. Out of her anger, she pushed Yoyo on the side and blindly walked towards Brian's room. When Brian took her to his room yesterday, she thought it was because he felt it was more convenient for him. But upon hearing Yoyo's words, it made her realize something great. The room next to his now belonged to Molly.

She blindly stumbled to his door, turning the knob as she opened the room. Yoyo wanted to help her but she refused harshly. The darkness of the room greeted her gloomy presence. As she closed the door, the tears she held for the longest time came falling down her cheeks. No one could comfort her at that very moment.

'No! He wouldn't do that to me!' she shouted on her mind, refusing to acknowledge her suspicions. 'He would never betray me and fall for another. This must be his way to bring me back. He wants me to feel jealous! Now, I am back. Surely, he will get rid of her because he loves me! One month couldn't measure to our years of love. It is impossible!' she convinced herself.