Chapter 354 Don'st Bury Your Head In The Sand (Part Two)

"How dare you!" she shouted. She scowled at him, "Do you really think that I would hurt Molly? Edgar, you have no idea what's going on. I don't need to be alone in this. Just take my advice: watch them fight to death from the top. It's better up here."

"You must be enjoying your view." Edgar said coldly. He walked away leaving her standing alone. Before he went inside his car, he turned to look at her to glower at her one more time. As soon as Edgar was inside his car, he started the engine and sped away leaving Jennifer behind.

The car vanished in front of Jennifer's eyes. She was seething as to how Edgar treated her. 'I've done so much for you. I came here to find you because I was concerned. The possible conflict of interest would have endangered you. It would have endangered me too if my grandfather found out but I just didn't want him to hurt you. But you chose to ignore all of this. How rude, ' her mind raced.

The more Jennifer thought about it, the angrier she got. Staring at the exact spot where Edgar's faded into darkness, she whispered, "Edgar, I'm going to make you regret this."

*

Brian drove through the darkness of the night. Molly didn't know where they were going and she didn't bother to find out - it's not like she had a say in it, anyway, it would've been a waste to ask. Besides, wherever he took her, she would be there with him.

Molly looked out the window to watch everything pass by. It calmed her down. Molly was still wearing Brian's jacket which was too big on her - she was so small and Brian was not at all.

She lowered her head inhaling Brian's scent that lingered in his jacket. It made her feel safe and secure knowing that he was just there. Even though they came from completely different worlds, Molly couldn't help but feel comfortable where she was: in Brian's world.

While Brian was driving, he turned his face to look at her before returning his focus back to the road, "How are you feeling? Still hurt?"

Molly kept her mouth

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex. To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him. "As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses.”She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women...

like you've kept all your promises anyway."

After reading what Molly had typed, Brian looked at her sourly, "Are you really blaming me for letting you go after I promised I wouldn't?"

'Yes, I am, '

Molly didn't type this down but she thought it to herself. She smiled resentfully as she continued to type, "There are so many other mute people in the world. If they can all live happily then so can I. At least, I can still listen and write. Better than those who have been dumb since birth. Right?"

"You're right," Brian said. With a shadow of smile on his face, he said, "But why are you pretending that you don't care about being mute when we both know that's not true? Molly, can you be honest with me? And show me who you really are? You don't need to put a mask when you're with me."

Molly wrinkled her face at this. She felt him seeing right through her. She didn't know what to feel. There was a part of her that felt embarrassed that he could see right through her. But there was also a part of her that felt honored that he would even care to see right through her.

Brian's eyes sharp as a dagger looked at Molly carefully, "Whenever there's a problem, you bury your head and bottle up your emotions. When in fact, burying your head and bottling up your emotions make you even more vulnerable to problems."