Chapter 134 Like Father, Like Son (Part Four)


    Richie had already grabbed onto the door knob while Shirley was speaking. He paused and turned his


    head around. Narrowing his eyes, he told her coldly,"Whatever you want."


    Right after he finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out of the door without any hesitation.


    "Bang!" the door was closed. Looking at it, Shirley couldn''t help but cry. She felt aggrieved seeing


    Richie walk away like this.


    She felt suffocated. She never had this kind of feeling since Richie brought her back from B city. Her


    heart seemed to be torn apart by ws, which made her almost ck out.


    Richie stood outside the door after he walked out of the room. Looking at the closed door, he could not


    help but recall the scene he saw at Sheridan''s ce. The room was full of purple flowers and Shirley


    was sitting on a swing, while Sheridan was holding her in his arms.


    He had seen a vast expanse of purple flowers once on Moonlight Ind and he was amazed as he had


    never seen so many purple flowers before. It was a fascinating flower field which was even more


    beautiful than thevender field in Provence. He vividly remembered that there was also a swing tied to


    a tree on Moonlight Ind.


    Recalling all this, he became furious again. His eyes and face darkened. However, he didn''t know


    whom he was mad at, himself or Shirley.


    When he learned that she was in danger, he was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe. How


    could he put her in danger again?


    But when he saw Shirley in Sheridan''s embrace, he got really mad, mad at himself.


    If it were not for Sheridan, Shirley might have ended up getting hurt.


    Richie was mad at himself because he wasn''t there to protect her when she was in danger. Moreover,


    the man who had saved her was not just any other man, he was someone who had loved her deeply all


    this time.


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    His brows wrinkled, and he was upset thinking of Shirley''s angry look. Even though they had been


    together for so many years, sometimes he still felt insecure. He was afraid that one day Shirley would


    leave him.


    He seemed not to be able to breathe every time the thought of Shirley leaving him came into his mind.


    "Richie, should we do something..." Antonio reminded while ncing at the closed door.


    Withdrawing his eyes from the closed door, Richie hid all his emotions at the moment and said


    indifferently,"Send someone to follow her quietly. Be careful and don''t let her find out about them. Let


    her do whatever she wants."


    After Richie finished speaking, he left.


    Looking at Richie''s tall figure, Antonio heaved a sigh. Since he had been working for Richie for several


    years already, he got to know Richie very well. He knew that Richie was afraid that Shirley might really


    leave him and he also knew that Richie couldn''t deal with Shirley right now. He just couldn''t.


    Looking at the closed door again, Antonio frowned. He was wondering if Shirley would see and


    understand the unbearable pain in Richie''s heart.


    **


    Inside the bathroom, Molly was lying in a tub with essential oils to relieve her stress. Bubbles were


    floating on the water, covering her whole body. She ced her head on the edge of the tub and gazed


    at the ceiling with a nk look on her face.


    A lot of things happened in these two days and she felt very exhausted and weary. Her eyes were red


    and swollen because of crying nonstop a while ago. Trying to forget everything for a while, she slowly


    closed her eyes to rx.


    Taking a long hot bath helped her rx, and Molly began to feel at ease. However, a slight smile of


    self-mockery was still on her face. Yesterday, she felt really terrified, but a big cry today had vented all


    her fears and unbelievably, her mind became rested now even in a house which didn''t belong to her.


    Ironically, she seemed to have developed a sense of familiarity with it already.


    Frowning, Molly felt an urge tough at herself again.


    Someone had said that it only took twenty-one days to develop a habit. Staying here for over twenty-


    one days, she had grown familiar not only with this house, but also with its owner, Brian Long. Getting


    used to living here with him might not be good for Molly since it was temporary and she had to leave


    eventually.


    Molly was beginning to feel afraid of that thought. She was worried that she might develop feelings for


    Brian because of his casual concern and warm embraces which were out of pity.


    She couldn''t let herself fall for him. She had forbidden herself to have feelings for him.


    If she lost her heart to him, she had nothing else left. At this moment, her heart was the only thing she


    could control, so she kept telling herself not to do anything that stupid. Closing her eyes, she tried to


    hide her feelings carefully.


    It might be because Molly hadpletely rxed herself during the bath, or she had been too nervous


    before the bath, that she felt sofortable now and began to fall asleep.


    The water in the tub was getting cold, and the heating in the room wasn''t able to keep it warm for long.


    Frowning, Molly felt a little cold in her sleep. She even felt a chill over her body, but still, she didn''t wake


    up. She kept mumbling something subconsciously, but it wasn''t loud enough to be heard.


    All of a sudden, the bathroom''s door was pushed open. The temperature in the bathroom wasn''t very


    warm and it got cooler when someone came into the room as the cold air outside gushed in. It was


    Brian. His face darkened when he found Molly sleeping in the tub. Grabbing the bath towel aside, he


    walked up to her and lifted her up from the tub without thinking.


    "Umm," Molly mumbled. Maybe Molly was so exhausted that she still hadn''t woken up, but the sudden


    coldness made her lean against Brian closely. The clothes he had just changed into got wet again.


    Normally, Brian would have woken her up, but he just swallowed his words this time. The woman in his


    arms had no idea of what was happening. Instinctively, she held Brian much more closely, and


    snuggled in his warm embrace. Finding her mumbling in her sleep and holding him tightly, he suddenly


    didn''t have the heart to wake her up. However, holding Molly, who was naked in his arms, had turned


    him on. He found that he didn''t want to move his eyes away from her bared body.