Chapter 114 A Warm Embrace (Part Two)

He stood there quietly, watching them. Then he sighed deeply after their figures were out of sight.

"Why does she deserve all this? Why does Mr. Long care for her so much?" Lucy asked in a weird voice. She was so jealous of Molly. She didn't think Molly was good enough to deserve the care of Mr. Long. She thought that she herself was better than Molly.

John turned around and looked at her with his eyes warning her of watching her mouth. "Why are you here so late? Go to sleep!" he said coldly.

"The noise woke me up. All the house can't sleep since this woman came here," Lucy responded quickly. She rolled her eyes and sulked.

Hearing what she said, John took a quick glance at her, and ordered in a colder voice,"It's none of your business. Don't be a fool. Go to sleep now." Giving her a cold stare, he entered the house.

Lucy kept standing there like a fool, giving a black look at the room where Molly lived and now the light was on. Lucy could catch a glimpse of Brian walking in the room. She was filled with a lot of hate.

Brian put Molly in her bed and intended to get up. Suddenly, he realized that she was gripping his clothes tightly, so he frowned and tried his best to move away from her hands. But the more he moved, the tighter she gripped.

"Don't...." Molly mumbled in a low and vague voice. "Please don't leave me.... Don't...."

Brian stopped moving. He bent down and gazed at Molly whose eyes were full of tears and eyebrows were frowned together. He had never seen her so pained and afraid like this even when he had treated her cruelly. Sometimes she was in despair but her face had never been marked with suffering.

He had no idea about what kind of suffering claustrophobia was, but he knew it would be very painful because she was so..... It was killing him to look at her like this!

Damn it!

All of a sudden, he freaked out. The rage drove his eyes darker when he stared at Molly calmly. He hated the feeling he got from Molly.

Molly gripped his clothes

When her sister ran away from the wedding, Autumn was forced to marry Charles.

His name had been linked to innumerable ladies.

He had different girlfriends for every day of a year.

Autumn had never thought that she would fall in love with him.

s. Everything was so familiar and so bright when she opened them.

The decoration in white and purple.... It was the place most familiar to her for nearly a month.

Her phone kept ringing and Molly raised her head and lifted herself with two hands on the bed. She dug out her phone from her dirty purse on the table, having no time to wonder how she had gotten here.

"Hello, who's that?" Molly answered the phone and asked.

"Hello, Little Molly! It's me," Shirley said with a smile from the other end. "Are you up?"

Molly was stunned. She sat there dumbfounded. After a while, she finally understood and said in a sweet voice,"Oh, Aunt Shirley?"

Shirley responded quickly,"Yeah, Little Molly, have you got a flu or something?" Molly's voice had turned hoarse due to her experiences, which caused Shirley to ask such a question.

Molly blinked rapidly. Her head was dizzy and she felt frail. She managed to reply in a low voice,"Yeah, I caught a cold, but I'm all right now. Don't worry!"

"Did you see a doctor?" Shirley asked anxiously.

"Yes, I did," Molly replied. Molly didn't want to talk about her problems so she fibbed about her disease and doctor scenario.

With a sense of relief, Shirley urged,"That's good. Take care of yourself, otherwise you won't be able to fully enjoy the performance tomorrow night!"