Chapter 535 The Divorce (Part One)
Luck ys an important role when ites to meeting the right people at the right time – not a moment
sooner, not a momentter. And if that opportunity is missed by a hair''s length, then life would be very
different from what it should have been.
Molly stared at Brian with her slightly red eyes, gently pping her eyshes, as if she were staring at
some kind of freak.
She tried to figure out some answers from his face, but there was no way of figuring out anything from
his usual indifferent expression.
"What... What do you mean?"
Brianughed inside. He silently checked the distance between them. In the blink of an eye, he
stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. As Molly eximed in surprise,
he slightly turned his body towards her and half pressed it to Molly''s body. With his eyes deeply glued
to her, he replied slowly with a gentle smile, "What do you think it means?"
His words sounded cold and sarcastic to her. She didn''t know what to make of it. Being so close to him,
she could even smell his cool mint breath, and it made her brain go nk.
She couldn''t make eye contact with him. She tried to fix her gaze on anything but him, and said
hesitantly, "I don''t know!" Her voice sounded peevish, like she was sulking about the whole situation.
Brian sighed quietly and his coarse fingers gently brushed through Molly''s slightly messy hair. When he
felt her body stiffen to his touch, his eyes grew dark, and his face regained its indifferent expression.
He said, "Elias has not left yet. We''ll have him examine your eyes now."
Molly looked at him, showing obvious resistance to his proposition.
Brian ignored her resistance and asked indifferently, "Your eyes look red most of the time. Aren''t you
afraid that you''ll cause it some permanent damage?"
Molly bit her lower lip, shifted her nce and simply said, "These are transnted eyes. It''s never
going to be perfect, right?"
Brian stopped brushing her hair, and his eyes reflected a touch ofplex emotions. Then, he gently
lifted Molly''s chin with his slender fingers to make her look straight into his eyes, "Mol, you always say
that you want to move forward one step at a time, right? Do you really mean that or are you just a
coward who hides in the past?"
"I am not a coward!" Molly retorted quickly, she felt as if Brian had taken a peek into the farthest depths
of her mind.
"Oh?" Brian squinted slightly, "Are you saying that you haven''t been living in the past? As far as I can
see, you are just thinking about the things which cannot be regained, and not willing to look ahead."
Molly listened to his words, stared at him and said firmly, "I am not living in the past!"
She was pissed off. Was he saying that he never thought of the past? How could he judge her in such
a way?
Brian watched as Molly struggled to control her growing anger. She didn''t know how to release her
rage which was caused by Brian''s words. The corners of Brian''s lips curled up and his eyes grew
darker, "What? Are you irritated by my words now?"
"What... I..."
Before Molly could frame a sensible sentence, Brian''s lips found hers and he kissed her passionately.
She swallowed her unsaid words.
When Molly was almost out of oxygen, he broke the kiss and slowly released her, but his forehead still
gently touched the top of her head. He said in his low and maic voice, "You stupid woman... Why
do you not remember the things that are worth remembering, but never forget those that you are
supposed to be left in the past?"
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Molly took a big breath. Brian''s voice was low and heavy, but still indifferent. Since her brain was
lacking oxygen at the moment, she could only grasp a little of what he was saying. She looked up
nkly and saw Brian''s angr and handsome face. Different from his past apathy, she saw a touch of
helplessness from his thin lips.
Molly''s lips had turned red from his passionate kiss. Brian released her and said, "I promised Mark that
we will pick him up in the afternoon. His ss will be over soon. Let''s go together."
Molly nodded, but she was still thinking about what Brian had said earlier. As Brian stood up, she had
no other way but to go upstairs and get ready.
"I will be going to QY Ind in a few days," said Brian as he looked at Molly''s back, "You will being
with me."
Molly turned around, and asked the question that first came to her mind, "What about Mark? Who is
going to take care of him if Ie with you?"
With a small smile shing in his eyes, Brian said, "He needs to get familiar with the school
environment. He has just been enrolled. It''s not a good idea to take him along with us."
Molly frowned and opened her mouth to say something, but she didn''t.
"I''ll arrange for someone to take care of him. Don''t worry," Brianforted her in a firm voice, "and it''ll
be someone who is kind and sweet to him,"
He added in a firmer tone.
Molly looked at Brian, unsure of the arrangement. But she turned around and went upstairs. She
slowed down as she reached the bedroom and tried to figure out if there was some underlying
message in his words.
As he watched Molly''s back disappear into the bedroom, his ink pupils wore a slight smile. When he
had told her about the trip, her first reaction was not a refusal to go to QY Ind with him, but was just
anxiety about who was going to take care of Mark.
His thin lips curled into a visible smile and his whole face lit up in a satisfied expression.
His phone rang in his pocket. Brian took it out and looked at the screen. He saw Tony''s name on it and
picked it up immediately.
"Mr. Brian Long, Mrs. Long is in A city now," Tony''s voice came from the other side.
"At Mark''s school? " Brian knew, without having to ask, that Shirley would havee to see Mark, her
grandchild, at the school. He furrowed his brow lightly after he heard Tony''s exnation about Shirley''s
presence at the school. Then he said, "She loves ying around. Just let her y. The day after
tomorrow, Molly and I will be going to QY Ind. If Shirley is here to look after Mark, then I have
nothing to worry about."