Chapter 342 The Contradictory Mind (Part Three)

"Last night, you, you..." Becky paused a moment to try and collect herself. When she finally calmed
down, she continued, "I asked Lisa to fix breakfast for you. Did you want to come by? We could eat
together."

Brian looked back at the washroom and answered her, "No, I don't think I can. There are still a lot of
things that I need to do. Eat up and don't worry about me, okay?"

He was met with cold silence. Any fool could tell that she wasn't happy.

Brian sighed slightly and went on, "Alright, I'll be there soon."

No sooner had Brian said that, Molly stepped out of the bathroom. After she gave an inadvertent look
at Brian, she turned around and walked towards Eric. Molly smiled at him and pointed to the porridge,
asking him if he'd had any.

"Of course not." Eric took another bowl of porridge out of the plastic bag as he went on, "I want to have
breakfast with you. Better than eating alone. What do you think, Brian?"

Slightly raising his brows, Eric looked at Brian with a triumphant smile on his face. When he looked
deep into Brian's eyes, the cheerfulness in his eyes irritated Brian again. He enjoyed needling his
cousin, and it showed.

Brian was just weary of it. He shoved the anger he was feeling deep inside and hid it. His face betrayed
nothing of what he really felt. He just said in an emotionless tone, "I'll bring Elias here at noon." With
that, he turned and left after he looking at Molly briefly.

Eric just watched Brian as his figure receded. His stride reflected arrogance and loneliness. Eric
continued smiling, but after the door closed it was a bitter grin, hardly happy. It seemed that he'd gone
a bit too far with this.



He'd forgotten the rules of the game himself. He got in too deep, and even fell into it himself. It would
take some doing to free himself, and get on Brian's good side again.

Molly didn't notice Eric's reaction, but kept shoveling the porridge into her mouth quietly, head down.
She felt the delicious porridge took on a bitter taste after Brian left the ward. She told herself that she
had nothing to with him, and she wanted it that way. But why was he gentle with her when he knew she
wanted to leave? When she wanted nothing more than to be apart from him? And why did he make a
point of reminding her that he only cared about Becky after she got used to his tenderness?

*

Becky sat quietly in front of the dining table. The morning sunshine sprinkled gently around her through
the landing window, bringing a sense of warmth into the room. Tiny particles of dust danced in the
sunbeams. It looked positively magical. Her mood was anything but good.

She still held her phone in her hand. There was no emotion on her alabaster face. No one could tell
what was in her heart just by looking at her. Was she angry? Sad? Or something else entirely?

Last night, she waited a long time for Brian to come back home, but he never did. Molly didn't come
home either. Both of them were gone the whole night.

She called her Dad and he told her what happened at the Grand Night Casino, but he never got a
report of what happened next. He was waiting for a call back from his men. But regardless, Brian was
gone all night, and he even left her alone in the villa.

She tried several times to call him last night, but finally she gave up on the idea. She knew he liked her
to be obedient and submissive, so she decided not to be too demanding. But she hadn't heard a word
from him all night, until she called him this morning.



The more she thought about this, the more she gritted her teeth, and her face twisted in anger. She
grabbed the phone roughly and her wound opened. She forgot her anger as pain lanced through her
nerves. That's when she heard the voice from the doorway.

"Yoyo, the wound on my hand reopened. Please go to the medicine cabinet and dress it for me. Brian
won't like this. He'll be back soon," Becky said in a soft tone.

"Okay," replied Yoyo. But she saw Brian coming in as she turned around. "Morning, Mr. Long!"

"Bri?" Becky pretended to be surprised and quickly hid her hand behind her back. She put on a sweet
smile and asked softly, "Bri, are you back?"

Brian walked towards Becky with a look of disapproval in his deep eyes. He took her hand, and said in
a deep voice, "Your wound re-opened? You need to be more careful." He didn't deign to answer her
question after he noticed that.

"I..." Becky lowered her head. "I'm sorry. I don't want you to worry about me,"

whispered Becky. She wanted to take her wrist out of Brian's hand, but he held it tightly so she couldn't
retrieve it. In a panic, she heard Brian's voice. "Go get the bandages, now."

After Yoyo grabbed some antibacterial lotion and the bandages, she was back in short order. Brian
guided Becky to the sofa and helped her deal with the wound. In his usually cool way, he helped her
unravel the gauze, clear the blood and dress it with medicine. He looked as if he was a professional
paramedic.

Becky didn't say a word, and just listened to what Brian was doing. They were right; your other senses
are heightened when you're blind. So she sat there quietly, and just enjoyed the care he lavished on
her.



She couldn't figure out how important Molly was to Brian. So she just concentrated on being with him,
and having him fuss over her wound. She might not be able to do anything about Molly, but she could
sure play him like a fiddle and get his sympathy. He liked to protect women? Fine, she'd play the weak
one. She must make sure that Brian was with her, doing things for her, caring for her, spending time
with her.

After he finished they ate breakfast together. And he stuck around, enjoying the morning sunshine and
picking a bunch of perfume lilies for her. It was around noon when Tony reminded him that Elias would
arrive at the airport soon, he finally said to Becky, "I have an appointment soon. You'll be okay to have
lunch alone? Lisa can make whatever you want."

A touch of loss crossed Becky's face after she heard Brian say this, but still she softly nodded. "Yeah.
And you need to get some lunch too. You shouldn't forget your lunch no matter how busy you are!"

The overbearing tone made Becky sound like a spoiled girl, but this still amused Brian, judging by his
smile. He gently guided her head to his chest and kissed her gently on the forehead. "I know. I'm
leaving now. Bye."

Becky nodded and didn't say anything else. She had been wearing a smile on her lips as she felt that
Brian got up and walked towards the door. After she heard the voice of the engine faded away, she
finally stopped smiling and took out her phone and dialed a number.


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