Chapter 87 Are You In Love With Me (Part One)

'Damn it, Molly Xia, how dare you hang out at night and turn off your phone!'

There was some serious tension in the air. Rage swelled within Brian Long. He set his mouth in a grim line and dialed his home number on the phone.

In the stillness of the night, the telephone ringing sounded harsh in such an empty house. It made the atmosphere taut.

Hurriedly, Molly got out of the taxi. She thanked the taxi driver and paid him double-fare.

When she rang the doorbell, John answered.

"Ahhh! You're back, Miss Xia!"With a smile, John ushered her in, thinking she just finished working her shift and came home.

Molly took a look at the house with no lights on. "Is Brian already home?" she asked anxiously.

"No, he's not home yet," John answered with a simile.

"Thank you, John," she nodded. As soon as she had finished talking to John, she rushed to get to the villa.

Although Brian hadn't come home, she still feared for herself. It was so late in the night that she couldn't get a cab without coughing double-fare, meaning she must have taken longer to get here.

Actually, she was way too late. She didn't know how Brian was going to punish her this time.

As she opened the door, she turned on the lights as always. Then she put on slippers, a wave of relief sweeping through her when she made sure there was nobody around.

First thing, she went to the sofa, picked up the phone and called the number Shirley had given her. The call was answered on the first ring.

"This is Molly, Aunt Shirley." "I'm already home," she reported.

"OK, that's good." Shirley answered. In a black Benz, parked some distance from the villa, Shirley watched her. As they left the cake shop, she had stealthily watched Molly. After she got into the taxi, Shirley followed her all the way home.

The corners of Molly's mouth turned up in a smile. "Thank You for all you have done tonight, Aunt Shirley," she said.

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"Do you know what you did wrong? It's alright if you just wanted to own me. But you should not have helped Molly leave me!"

When Brian learns the truth, there is no chance for Hannah to win his heart.

Molly, who wants to run away from Brian, seems to be the only one to blame for Hannah's misfortune...

hen it dawned on him what Tony meant. He smirked and said," Things are getting more and more interesting. It seems that of late, Brian's been in bad moods!"

As if to say something else, Tony snorted, but instead, he simply hung up without another word. Hearing the beep, Harrow Su raised his eyebrows.

Down on the couch, Molly sat frowning, trying to figure out why Shirley didn't want people to know that she knew her. Suddenly, the door opened, startling Molly out of her reverie. Reflexively, she stood up, and her eyes met sullen-faced Brian who had just walked in. "You…you're back," she stammered.

A few meters away, Brian glanced at the phone, then at Molly, like he was trying to confirm if he had dialed the right numbers. "Why is your phone turned off?" he asked coldly.

"I…" His coldness made her heart miss a beat. She said weakly," I lost my phone."

"You lost it?" asked Brian on the sofa, with a dejected air.

Careful, Molly replied," Yes, Eric and I went to South Street Alley for a night snack… the street was crowded… so I accidentally lost my phone."

Sneaking him an embarrassed glance, a mixture of fear and helplessness coursed through her. She just went out to have a night snack, then her money was stolen, and she lost the phone Brian bought her…