Chapter 359 Every Man For Himself (Part One)

Wing glowered at Brian as she spat her last word out.

Her beautiful face was painted with anger and it was hard to ignore.

She had been so anxious and Brian wasn't having any of it - he wasn't comforting her like he usually
did and this only caused her more distress.

'Hmph! Why does he say that I don't know what love is?

I've never doubted my love for Weston. It is impossible for me to love him more than I already do. We
have such a long history together - since childhood when we often bickered with one another, to that
fateful day when we saw each other again in Dragon Island. We were meant to be and the universe
has been bringing us together ever since. We were meant to live the rest of our lives together but... I
don't want him to be miserable one day.

I know Weston like the back of my hand. If I don't marry him, he'll get over it one day and move on but
if I do marry him... and he loses me one day then he's never going to move on and I don't want that to
happen.'

Just the thought of all of these made Wing's eyes misty but she tried to control herself. She kept herself
together and scowled at Brian.

Brian glared back at Wing, slightly narrowing his eyes, and pressing his lips together. After Wing
questioned him relentlessly, it seemed that he was now more confused than he was bothered.

Wing noticed that Brian remained silent instead of answering her question. She blinked and wrinkled
her eyebrows, doubtful. She snickered, "Brian, do you even know what love is? Because if you don't,
you have no right to come in here to question me!"



Wing's words were tinged with sadness. Brian continued to gaze at her but eventually, his face gave
him away - for it started to show confusion now instead of indifference. His fingers were unwittingly
knocking back and forth the table so softly and rhythmically. He kept his silence and so did Wing -
maintaining the silence for a considerable amount of time.

Soon, the seconds turned into minutes and people were coming in and out of the dessert shop they
were in.

Wing didn't even bother to try and comfort Brian; instead she lowered her head and started to eat her
cake aimlessly. Her plate was already full with her own health concerns but that didn't mean that she
wasn't hoping the best for Brian. She didn't care if Brian chose Becky or Molly or whoever as long as
he really loved that person, then she would be happy for him.

"Look at the time, Wing. You shouldn't be having dessert at this hour."

A deep and very familiar voice echoed in Wing's ears. The hand that was holding the fork twitched
before pausing. She dropped her gaze, silenced her mind, and smiled at Brian, "Then I'll have it to-go
and eat it tomorrow morning instead."

"Okay," Brian replied. "you can stay with me at the villa so you don't have to be alone," Brian added.

"Is that okay with you?" Wing confirmed.

"What do you think ?" Brian stood up to pay the bill and had another slice of cake for to-go keeping his
face expressionless. When the waitress handed him his to-go bag, Wing walked over to him so they
could go out of the shop together and go to his car.

"The weather's outrageous; why are you dressed like that?" Wing asked as she sat on the passenger
seat, casting a suspicious glance at Brian whose face remained unreadable. Passing through Wing's



mind was the memory of the concert where he was dressed the same way as he was today. Wing
added, "Brian, is your coat with Molly?"

Wing's eyes twinkled with teasing. When she saw Brian's slightly knitted eyebrows, she couldn't help
herself from giggling. She smirked and said, "I have never expected that you could be such a
considerate man." Wing's eyes were gleaming. She wasn't one to miss on things like that and when
she caught Brian's eyes slightly wrinkling - she couldn't help but giggle. "Wow, I never expected you to
be such a gentleman," Wing teased.

"Shut up!" Brian said, embarrassed. He started the car and drove to the villa.

On the drive back, they skirted away from the elephant in the room. Wing blabbered on about useless
and funny stories she always kept in hand. But while she was talking, she had unconsciously turned
her body and thus saw something - the dark, red stains on Brian's left shoulder. She frowned at this as
she also glimpsed the vest that had been slumped on the back seat which also had the same dark, red
stains.

"Did you get hurt? Are you injured?" Wing accused him.

"Yes," Brian answered candidly, as he turned the wheel to park at the garage of the villa.

They stepped out of the car and they entered the villa. Brian had called Lisa to prepare a room for
Wing. Wing, meanwhile, went straight to Brian's study and took out his medicine box.

Wing coolly examined Brian's wound. She worked in XK Intelligence Agency for a while and there she
learned from the doctors she worked with how to dress a wound and that was also only because as a
child, Brian frequently got hurt. She carefully cleaned the wound before wrapping a bandage around it.
"It's bleeding. You couldn't have even had it bandaged?" Wing remarked snidely.



Brian responded by leaning his head on Wing's shoulder. Wearing a familiar smile on his face, he
asked her softly, "Wing, you haven't dressed a wound of mine for a long time."

Wing's heart softened at the sight of Brian getting sentimental. Brian was so strong and mature now
that she had almost forgotten the good old days when all he did was act like a spoiled little brat around
her.

Wing pursed her lips and changed the topic, "It's so quiet around here..." she murmured.

Brian knew where Wing was going, "Both Becky and Molly are at the hospital," he said blankly.

"What?"

"They're at the hospital, yes." Brian said with a tone of finality - he didn't want to go into it anymore.


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