Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 423 A Love-Hate Relationship (Part One)

Could my tears make

you understand how sad I was?

Would you miss me when I was gone?

"Prepare for surgery."

"I'm afraid that Mr. Brian Long would be in danger if he goes through a second surgery."

"If we don't do it, he will be in greater danger."

"Should we ask Mr. Long's opinion?

"

Three expert doctors had examined Brian, and they were discussing Brian's surgery. Their voices were calm, yet anxious. Finally, the oldest doctor said, "We can't wait. We have to do this right now."

The others were silent for a moment, and then silently began to prepare for the surgery. The oldest doctor was the chief surgeon and the other two were his assistants. The surgery proceeded with a nervous heaviness.

At that moment, Brian was completely unconscious. He had known that Molly's safety depended on the final blow to the State Parliament. He had done his best and had spent more than a dozen days fighting C Army Group. His army had suffered heavy losses and he was seriously wounded. However, he never regretted what he had done

because he had promised Molly that he would treat her well in the future.

...

Shirley looked at her son, who was still unconscious after three days. She was so worried that there was not even a trace of smile on her face.

"Shirley, don't worry. Bri will wake up soon." Richie gently put his arm around Shirley and pulled her into his arms, "He hasn't yet done what he wanted to do. He'll wake up. Take it easy."

"This is your fault!" Shirley's eyes turned red, "Why did you always have to torture him like that? Why would you treat your son like that? Bri grew up in XK Intelligence Agency. Even when he was only in primary school, everyday I used to see him covered with scars. I thought at least when he came of age, I wouldn't have to worry about that anymore, but..."

Richie just kept his arm around Shirley without interrupting her. He looked at Brian who was in a coma, and thought, 'He's our child. Now that he has decided to take over XK Intelligence Agency, he must take responsibility for his decisions.' Richie was worried about Brian too, but he didn't show his concern.

As his father, he had to keep calm and support Shirley. Richie knew that if Brian wanted to be strong enough to protect everything that he wanted to protect, then he had to overcome this suffering.

"Mol..."

Richie frowned as he listened to Brian's whisper. Shirley was heartbroken as she looked at her unconscious son, who kept saying Molly's name. She hadn't been this sad ever since she and Richie had left Dragon Island to live in XK Intelligence Agency. "Shirley, Molly has to leave, or Bri will surely get into more trouble. Even if he could solve the problems right now, it will have too much impact on the political interests of the Dragon Island and the State Parliament. I can't let him do that."

Shirley pressed her lips together. On that day, that was exactly how Richie had explained everything to her when she had confronted him. She was not the same person as she was before. She used to be the mistress of the Dragon Island, but now she was the wife of XK Intelligence Agency. Although she knew almost everything that had happened, she was still sad.

Little Molly was such a nice girl. These things had nothing to do with her, but she still had to bear everything, just because everyone was using her for their own interests. She never did anything wrong. She was just a cute little girl who wanted a happy life. "Richie," Shirley looked at him with reddened eyes and asked, "Where's Little Molly now?"

Richie frowned and said, "I don't know."

"You sent her away? Don't you care about her at all?" Shirley fretted, "I know you're doing this for our son, but she's only a little girl."

"Shirley," Richie whispered, "what is more important? Temporary happiness or permanent stability? Do you really think that the State Parliament is easy to bully? If we associate ourselves too much with Molly, we will only get her into trouble."

Shirley understood what Richie was saying, but she was worried if a reserved, timid girl like Little Molly could live alone abroad.

As Shirley was immersed in her own sorrows, Molly sat alone by the Thames river in London, England. She had both her hands on her legs and she looked straight ahead with glazed eyes.

A gust of cold wind blew across Molly's cheeks, but she did not react at all. She just sat there lifelessly.

"Miss, could you do us a favor?"

A cheery voice asked, but Molly didn't seem to hear it. She sat quietly, without any expression on her face, looking at the cruise ship on the river.

"Miss? Miss?"

The persistent voice finally brought Molly back to her senses. She slowly turned her head and saw a blond boy with a camera in his hand. She looked at him and the girl next to him, and nodded silently.

"We wanted to take a picture in front of the tower bridge," As he said it, he pointed to the tower bridge, with a happy smile on his face. Molly was so absorbed in her own thoughts that she wasn't really listening to him. Molly looked at his movements, nodded, took the camera from him and photographed them.

After Molly took a picture for them, the boy and the girl thanked her and left. Molly sat quietly by herself. She sat there all day. It wasn't until the neon lights of London night stung her eyes that she realized she had been sitting there for a long time.

Molly looked like a soulless shell, as she walked dully along the road beside the Thames. She did not know where she was going, or how she was going to deal with the future. 000000