Love Began with the First Meeting

There were two possible reasons for him doing this.

One reason was that Eric wanted to make him witness the beginning of his relationship with Molly and he probably hoped that Molly would see that the relationship between Brian and her was now in the past. The other possible reason was simple, yet complex.

Brian's eyes turned into bottomless wells as he thought of the other possibility.

It could be possible that Eric was playing this game in order to force him to act. There was another knock on the door and Brian was pulled out of his thoughts. Before he could respond, the door was pushed wide open and

a woman walked towards him with graceful, arrogant steps. She took one look at Brian's irritated face and then at the red card on the desk, which seemed so out of place in his office. She raised her beautiful starry eyes slightly and walked to the desk. She picked up the invitation card and opened it without asking for his permission.

As she read through the content of the invitation card, a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. Without taking her eyes off the card, she said, "Aha, she is getting married, but unfortunately..." she fixed her gaze on Brian, "the man she is marrying is not you." Brian tried his best to look like he didn't care, but she knew him all too well to believe his act. She sneered at him. Looking at the card in her hand, she said in a sing-sang voice, "You've finally become another man's bride. How should I send my wishes?"

She turned around in a half circle and collapsed into the nearby chair, waggling the invitation card in her hand and repeating her words again, taunting him.

"Shut up!" Brian finally snapped, annoyed by her behavior.

"Aha!" she sat upright as soon as she heard Brian's voice. "Are you done pretending? Would it have killed you to react sooner?" Throwing the invitation card onto the desk, she continued, "Brian, she is going to be engaged in a couple of days. I believe you understand well about the situation if she gets engaged to Eric, don't you?"

But Brian had regained his composure and looked cold once again. His adamant behavior pissed her off and she said in between gritted teeth, "Once Molly becomes the fiancee of the ruler of the Dragon Island, she will soon be named as the irreplaceable first lady of the Dragon Island. If things proceed as they stand now, when all is said and done, as a member of the prestigious Long Family, or as the cousin of the power holder of Dragon Island, do you think you can get her back just because you love her? Even if you do manage to break hell loose for her, do you think that your father would let you do it?"

When he didn't respond, she sighed, "Brian, I'm going back in the evening. I wanted to see you before I leave A City." She paused and said with a small smile, "A piece of advice from my own experience. Never let go of the person you love for any reason, even if you think that it is for something noble. Do you know how minuscule the probability is of being loved by the person you love? Perhaps romance doesn't come smoothly to the members of the Long Family, but they've all ended up in a happy place now. You deserve that happiness too." She stood up, ready to leave. She had said everything that she had intended to. Now, it was all up to him. He had to figure out his feelings and do what was necessary all by himself. "When you come for the banquet next month, I hope to see her by your side," she said and left the room.

Brian stayed rooted to his spot and kept staring at the invitation card. He didn't touch it, but felt its dreary presence. It was just like his feelings for Molly. He could neither stay by her side, nor let her go.

*

Dragon Island had received its new power holder two years ago, which had been a joyous event for its citizens. And now, another glorious event was about to take place in Dragon Island.

The media in Dragon Island, and many other media from around the world were waiting for the breathtaking event at the periphery of the central square of the Dragon Island. The power holder was soon to be engaged and his fiancee would become the first lady of the Dragon Island today, which was a matter of great importance to the people of the island. The engagement would be a hot topic for a while after this.

In the azure blue sky, the winter sun shone with a soft sunlight, spreading warmth across the crowd in the central square. The air was mixed with the faint scent of lilium casa blanca. The ribbons danced in the breeze. It was like a world out of a fantasy tale.

With a pink folder tightly held in her hands, Coco passed instructions to the staff about the preparations for the engagement ceremony. The engagement agreement would be signed formally in less than two hours. Before that, she had to check all the details as soon as possible, in order to avoid even the smallest of errors. Everything needed to be perfect.

Inside the royal garden, a beautician was working on Molly's makeup. Spark was wearing a slim suit and a slender tie, which was a rare style for him. His arrogance and wild nature were replaced by an air of gentleness. He looked like a melancholy prince. Mark was by his side. With his black suit, white shirt and the red bow tie, he looked like a little prince too. The formal wear accentuated his inherent elegance.

Mark's eyes were fixed on Molly's back, and he had a little pout on his lips.

Spark swept him up and sat him on one of his legs. He asked in a soft voice, "Are you upset?"

Mark shook his head slowly, but soon lowered his head and nodded. Then in a low voice, he asked dully, "Daddy, Papa Brian really doesn't want Mommy any longer, and he doesn't want Mark either, right?"

Spark held him tight in his arms and said seriously, "Mark, are you upset because Papa Brian doesn't want you and Mommy any longer, or because Mommy is unhappy?"

After thinking about Spark's question seriously for a while, Mark answered, "Both of the reasons make me upset, Daddy. But if I have to choose one of them, I would say that the last thing I want to see is Mommy being unhappy."

Spark wore a faint smile as a response to the little boy's answer. Looking at him, he said, "Your Mommy is definitely going to be happy."

"Really?" Mark asked, raising his head to look at Spark.

Spark nodded, "She's going to be very happy!"

"All right!" the beautician's voice came through loud and clear.

He was quite satisfied with his work. Looking at Molly, he praised, "It's so much easier to dress a beautiful lady." Glancing towards Spark and Mark, he said, "Take a look. Doesn't she look gorgeous?"

Molly stood up and turned around to look at Spark and Mark with a completely embarrassed look.

Spark stared at her. He had never seen her look more beautiful. She was wearing a water blue gown, the formfitting design of which drew the outline of her body curve perfectly. No one would guess that she was the mother of a little boy.

The makeup was neither too heavy nor too light. It matched her complexion perfectly. Her long straight hair was combed into waves and was worn in an elegant bun, which was rather cute than conventional. She looked gorgeous and it was difficult for anyone to take their eyes off the exquisite beauty.

The beautician grabbed a white tippet and put it over Molly's shoulders. Then he connected the front opening of the tippet with a crystal lily. 000