Chapter 214 Killing The Ultimate Rage (Part Four)


    Molly''s eyes widened and she stared directly into his eyes, reading his mind and his feelings through


    those deep and attractive eyes. She strove to recollect what had happened the day before, trying to put


    together the fragments in her mind. Everything was a blur. She could not tell whether they were dreams


    or realities which had actually happened to her. She vaguely remembered the shock and fear she had


    felt as she walked through the pathway under the shadow of the night and someone had suddenly


    covered her mouth from behind. She remembered how utterly scared she was as she cked out.


    After that, her memories were hazy. She couldn''t remember much clearly.


    Molly''s eyes widened more thinking about the terror she had felt when her mouth was covered from


    behind. It was like something horrible or some unnatural evil spirit had crept out from the shadow of the


    night and dragged her into hell. She wanted to scream, she wanted to tell him what had happened to


    her, how terrified she was, to ask him why she was here. She doubted if she really was alive and


    rescued and wondered if everything she was seeing or feeling now was just a delusion of her terrified


    mind. She paid no heed to Brian''s warning, opened her mouth and struggled to scream.


    The intolerable pain in the throat sobered her up from her hallucination. But again, there was no sound,


    no more than some shattered, almost inaudible voice. She felt something amiss with her throat. She


    doubted if it was really just a throat inmmation like he had said. Unlike the throat inmmations she


    had had before or seen so far, this was too severe and it almost made her mute and she was in so


    much pain. She felt like she was being stabbed by a knife in her throat.


    Brian just sat there and watched her pallid face twitch in mixed feelings, and he watched her suffering.


    Unlike her, who was always revealing her thoughts and feelings through her eyes, she could not see


    any emotions in his face. Sometimes she felt that his face was much like a mask. A dazzling, exquisite,


    good-looking mask. "Didn''t you hear me? I just told you that you should not speak. Why are you so


    stubborn? Do you want to split open your throat?" he asked sullenly.


    Obediently, Molly closed her mouth and forced herself to calm down. Significantly baffled and upset,


    she stared at Brian with her adorable, pretty eyes which was now filled with terror. She was very


    anxious to figure out if Brian was telling her the truth.


    Realizing that Molly was still doubtful about his exnation, Brian reached out and caressed the little


    shell ne which hung around Molly''s neck. As he touched the ne, his finger made contact


    with her neck. A silky and soft feeling came over his mind. He wondered for an instance about why this


    woman attracted him so much. "This shell thing is an antique. You were stalked by a thief from the


    moment you stepped out of the restaurant. No need to panic. He wanted no more than this ne,"


    he assured her.


    Molly was rather surprised. She had no idea that such a tiny thing would bring her so much danger.


    She blinked at Brian in astonishment, then drifted her eyes down and looked at the shell ne


    suspiciously. After all, it looked as ordinary as amon shell ne when she identally picked it


    up on the beach. She inspected the ne carefully, trying to find something which might distinguish


    it from other shell nes. ''How can this thing be an antique?'' a bewildered look came over her face.


    "Don''t be so silly as to think it is just amon shell ne. As a matter of fact, it is an exquisite


    artifact, worth as much as a diamond. Otherwise, why on earth do you think he would try to rob it from


    you?" he asked as idly as he could so that Molly would not suspect him again. Looking at the shell


    ne, his mind went back to what had happened the day before. ''It was Eric who had attached the


    chain to the shell. How is it possible that he didn''t realize that it was not a shell at all?'' he pondered.


    Molly''s face was full of depression as she kept ncing at the ne. ''Why do I have such bad luck?


    Even a tiny little shell ne puts me in so much danger. No matter how I look at it, it looks like


    nothing but an ordinary shell with the chain attached by Eric. Why is all this happening to me?'' her


    brows furrowed at the thought.


    "Now get up and get dressed. I will take you to the diner," Brian said gently. He put down the shell


    gently back on her chest below her neck. He gently slid his finger over her lips and leaned forward to


    give her a soft, warm kiss. He then rose and walked out of the bedroom, leaving behind a blushing,


    shocked Molly with the unexpected kiss.


    Molly''s eyes watched Brian''s back as he left the room. A flow of warmth and apprehension rose in her


    heart. ''It is true that I have bad luck in everything. But at least I have this person who saved me and


    kept mepany till I woke up after such a horrible ident. Who knows what would have happened


    if he hadn''t shown up?"


    She didn''t want to think about it any further. But then, in an instant, her suspicious mind took over


    again, ''No, that is not the point. As grateful as I am, he is only doing this for his own good. He wants to


    break through my defense and fulfill his own nasty wishes. I cannot be so silly as to give in so easily.


    There is no way that he is attached to me,"


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    Molly sat up at the thought, sighing. After a moment, she pulled herself up and slipped out from under


    the quilt. She went into the shower and felt calmer as the warm water flowed steadily through her body.


    Brian sat in the couch, his long slender legs extended and ovepped. He picked up the phone on the


    table and made a call. From the other end of the phone, came Eric''s vague, blurry hello. Brian


    asked,"You knew that the ne you gave Molly was not a shell, didn''t you?"


    "What? What did you say?" Eric pinched the middle of his brows,pletely sobered up by Brian''s


    question. He stared at the light on the roof for a moment, trying to find a good way to exin it to him.


    "Yes, I knew that it was not a shell. But I promise you that I never expected that this would happen. If I


    had known it was the Pluto, all this wouldn''t have happened,"


    Eric said. His mind retreated to what had happened at the auction exchange the day before. He did not


    comprehend why he did it. Maybe it was pure curiosity, or maybe he was just bored.