Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 596 Unbelievable Responses (Part Three)

"Mark will be fine..." Molly spoke as if she had gone mad - she felt as if her entire world was falling apart, everything was turning black. The last thing she heard before passing out was Eric's anxious voice. There was another sound too but she couldn't make out the voice as she was already falling into a heap.

Brian had just come out in time to see Molly collapsing. His face paled. He walked briskly to close the distance between him and Molly to carry her before Eric could get to it.

"Keep your hands away from Molly! How dare you! This is on you!" Eric roared, "Get out of here! You don't deserve to be here! Why don't you just go back to Becky? After all, you're just her puppet."

Brian stopped and turned to face Eric meeting his gaze squarely. He was fuming when he spoke, "Eric, Molly's my wife."

"Wow so now you say she's your wife! That's big of you. I thought it was Becky? Wasn't it Becky? Right? The woman you just chose over Molly!" Eric bellowed. Since Molly was unconscious, he was able to show how angry he really was no holds barred. The sight of Molly laughing and crying like she had gone mad was crystal clear in his memory. Her face was sullen, her eyes dejected - Molly was miserable and it was all because of Brian. Eric was too furious to even try and control himself, "Keep your filthy hands away from her!" he commanded.

Brian narrowed his eagle-like eyes and said to Eric indifferently, "Eric, watch your words and remember who you are."

Then Brian gave Eric a dirty look. Eric was just waiting to calm himself down. Looking away, Brian grabbed Molly and stalked off.

But Eric remained motionless just staring at Brian and Molly in a heap. His eyes were filled with rage. He clenched his fists that they cracked a sound just showing how provoked he was. He wasn't just

supposed to go around doing whatever pleased him because he had to be careful and remind himself who he was. And he needed to remember that because it was true - he really needed to be careful and control himself and behave properly. Because if not he would end up causing trouble to the entire Long family, the Dragon Island, and even the Dragon Empire Group. But how could he just watch Molly helplessly? He didn't want to watch from the sidelines. He wanted to be there for her, to comfort her, and to help her.

"Ahnnnnnnnnn!" He yelled out to release pressure.

Bang!

Eric punched the tree trunk next to him as if it would solve all his problems. A bunch of leaves wet with the rain rustled down covering his feet.

"Brian, if you so much as even try to hurt Molly again, I'll forget we were ever family and stop at nothing to destroy you!" Eric spat - his words rung through the air as if it was a promise that needed to be said. Brian had been his cousin and he always valued his relationship with him, so he never thought he would even consider cutting him off. Because it wasn't every day that you find a brother in your cousin. But Eric had no choice because Brian hurt Molly and he loved Molly. He was decided and he was going to stick to this.

***

Brian took Molly to the hospital to get her the best treatment. After an intense examination, the doctor concluded that Molly passed out due to stress and she needed to relax more. What made her situation worse was that she was feeling emotional turmoil at that time and that was what made her body give up. The doctor injected something in her so that she could rest. Two hours later, Molly was still sleeping soundly. At that moment, Mark was still in a comatose but luckily, Young and Elias had just arrived in A City. Young was a prodigy in drug development while Elias was a well-known doctor who had

experience handling so many cases of different natures. With both of them treating Mark, there was more hope now that he would turn out fine.

Young visited Mark in his ward to do some examinations on him trying to figure out what exactly happened to him. Elias, meanwhile stayed in the ward where Molly was sleeping. Everyone else had left but him - he was looking at Molly with her tear-stained face sleeping peacefully. Her face was pale - she was obviously exhausted. Even though Elias wasn't a family member or even a friend of the Long family - he could still feel the stress of what was happening to them. He felt relieved when he found out that Molly was going to be okay - she really was dealt a good hand in life.

"What's the matter?" Brian asked Elias not taking his eyes off Molly. The same question kept running through Brian's mind, 'Is this all because of me?'

Elias turned his gaze towards Molly and spoke in a low voice, "Miss Molly..." As soon as he spoke, he shivered. He turned his head slightly towards Brian and found that he was glaring at him. He'd always been scared of how Brian looked at him and other people. He racked his mind thinking if he'd done something wrong. After a while, he figured it out. He rubbed his nose awkwardly, curled his mouth, and said, "Hmm, I mean, Mrs. Long... Her test results have come out."

Brian withdrew his gaze when he saw that Elias had already realized what he said wrong. He returned his gaze to Molly and said flatly, "Tell me."

"Because Mrs. Long went through several operations and took a lot of medicines when she was pregnant, there might be some other possible complications in Mark's body. It might just show up eventually as he grows up or if he gets exposed to something. While, of course, there is still also the possibility that it may not even affect Mark at all."

What Elias meant to say was there were so many ticking time bombs inside Mark's body. No one can know what would happen to him in the future - if he lived or died or ended up sickly was up to fate

entirely. Brian obviously found this difficult to accept especially for someone who was so used to being in control of everything. Even more so that this was his son we were talking about.

Brian didn't say anything and just continued staring at Molly as if he hadn't heard anything.

"But I also have some bad news about her eyes," Elias blurted out, his eye brows knitted together.

Brian swiftly shifted his gaze from Molly to Elias. He was obviously taken aback by this. Elias froze under Brian's gaze so after a long while, Brian broke the silence, "What's wrong with her eyes?"

Elias swallowed as he spoke - stammering and in a faint voice, "Due to the transplant, her eyes as it turns out isn't suited for her. And recently, she hasn't been able to protect her eyes so all of this adding up... meant that..." Brian stared at him fixedly but he had to continue, "So umm, it meant that her eyes may go bad and will only worsen as time passes by..." Brian was about to burst but Elias sensed his anger so he tried to alleviate the situation by saying, "But don't worry about it, sir. I can develop a new kind of drug that will be compatible with Mrs. Long's eyes. I'll do my best so that her eyes won't get worse any longer." © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

What Elias really meant was that he could only try to stop her eyes from getting worse - that was all he could do. But he didn't dare to tell Brian that Molly's eyes were getting worse already - Brian wouldn't accept that.

***

The gloomy weather was fitting for everything that was happening.

Becky decided to drive to a coffee shop because she felt terrible. Even as she put on light make up to cover her face, she still looked sullen and exhausted. She walked into the coffee shop and went straight to the second floor.

The coffee shop was almost empty probably because of the bad weather and it was also a weekday. Only some waiters were hanging out at the second floor but at the corner of the shop, there was a person in a coat sitting quietly. He wore a cap and his stance said that he was waiting for someone.

Becky glanced at him and walked towards him. She had ordered a Cappucino. When it arrived, she waited for the waiter to leave before leaning towards the man, "What the hell is going on?" she asked in a low voice.

The man smiled slowly - he wasn't meeting her eyes because his cap was covering half of his face. "You already know this," Before Becky could respond, he continued, "Becky, if Eric and Brian pursues this investigation, all they're going to find out is what they already know that it was all your fault."

"What are you talking about?" Becky asked in disbelief.

"I mean, they're going to find out that the orange juice that Addison drank was from you, do you understand?

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