Chapter 274 Love Is Not Far From Sadness And Pain (Part Two)

Molly timidly looked down at the phone in her hands. It was the third phone which Brian had given her,
but there was nothing important in it. The only precious thing to her was the photo of the snowman,
which they had made together when Brian was trying to cheer her up, even though he only did it
because he didn't want his day ruined by her bad mood.

Molly smiled weakly but the sadness in her eyes didn't fade away. Brian was never her man, not even
for a single second. He had just drifted into her life and made her his toy. In the end, he had become a
stranger once again. A mistress was the last thing she wanted to be, especially since Brian's real
girlfriend was Becky.

But why was she so sad when she heard that Becky was back and that Brian was staying with her?

Molly thought to herself, 'You fell in love with Brian just because he made you feel safe. You're not
attracted to him at all. You just wanted to be protected. You only feel this way about him because you're
so emotionally insecure. It's not true love at all.'

Gritting her teeth, Molly squeezed the phone in her hands.

Eric was getting more and more annoyed at her sad expressions. He turned away from her and looked
ahead, while a smirk crept back into his face. Very slowly, he said,"Oh, I almost forgot. There's
something else that I need to tell you. The suite where you had met Brian at Sophia Hotel last time,
was reserved for Becky."

If what he had said earlier made Molly feel bitter, this went beyond all that emotion. She was in real
shock. It struck her like a bolt out of the blue.

Molly looked up at Eric, and she was so stunned that she forgot to hide her feelings. Her eyes were
wide open and her face was deathly pale as she stared at him without knowing what to say. At that



moment, the only thing on her mind was that Brian may have thought of her as Becky on the night
when she had stumbled into his room and slept with him.

She didn't know why she had to see it that way, but somehow, at that moment, she was sure that was
what had happened. There was a voice inside her, telling her that this was the right answer.

Now she was completely out of breath and there was nothing she could do about it. Flustered and
panicked, she frantically shifted her gaze from side to side, from far to near, but she couldn't focus on
anything around her. Breathing had become the most difficult thing in the world and she felt like she
was going to explode in a few seconds.

Eric abruptly stopped the car and it screeched.

Traffic had become lighter and the screech was heard loudly. The grinding noise of the tires sounded
through the night street.

He stared at Molly. He regretted having said those words just to upset her. He called out to her,
concerned,"Little Molly? "

But she couldn't hear him. She kept shaking her head, trying to get rid of that 'right answer'. She hated
herself for thinking of it that way. She knew deep down that she shouldn't have slept with Brian that
night, but since when had she begun to accept everything that had happened? She even got so
obsessed with Brian that she simply refused to accept what Eric had just told her, especially that
repulsive possibility that she might have just been a replacement for Becky.

She was panicking. She put her head in her hands and frantically shook it. But the more fiercely she
tried to shake it off, the clearer her mind became.

"Little Molly..." Eric turned with a very serious look on his face and grabbed Molly's wrists, trying to stop
her. But it wasn't working and Molly was still shaking her head. "Little Molly, stop!" yelled Eric.



Molly was gasping and shaking, afraid of something that was not even in front of her. It was like she
had been trapped in a room, with no doors or windows. It was so dark and she felt her death
approaching. Wasn't there anyone who could save her?

Eric released her wrists and held onto her shaking head this time. He firmly kept her head between his
two hands, his eyes fixed on hers. In a deep voice, he slowly asked,"Little Molly, you have fallen in love
with my brother, haven't you? "

Although it was a question, Eric was sure that he already knew the answer. It was different from the
tentative questions he had asked her before, because there was absolutely no doubt that Molly had
fallen in love with Brian now. However, the thought that Molly had fallen for Brian made his insides
burn. He was already on the verge of exploding.

Molly stopped shaking in Eric's hands, but she still couldn't focus her eyes. She stared blankly at Eric,
but, her mind was overloaded. How ridiculous it was for her to fall in love with that man! That pervert
and schizophrenic devil. He was only kind to her whenever he felt like it. She couldn't believe that she
would fall for him just because she lacked a sense of security in her life. She had completely forgotten
what a cruel man he was.

Her eyes had swollen and looked red and tears were forming in them again as she stared blankly at
Eric. She wondered what on earth had happened to her. She knew that Brian was just playing with her,
but she had somehow fallen for his charms and had traveled far away from her reality. What could she
do now? What should she do?

Surrounded by the silence in the car, she let the tears freely flow down her cheeks. She wanted to cry
out loud, but she was too proud to do it in front of Eric. She had just put up with being humiliated in
public at the casino without fighting back. If she lost herself now, it would be even more shameful than
that.



She wanted to scream; she needed to vent. But there was nothing she could do right now.

Large tears ran down her face and onto Eric's hands. Her tears burned him, it was unbearable.


62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda