Love Began with the First Meeting

The bright red Maserati was in sharp contrast to the brilliant white snow. As Brian's car disappeared away, a smile curved the corners of Eric's mouth. He got out of the car and walked towards Molly.

Standing beside her almost motionless body, he crouched to take a closer look at her hands, which showed evident signs of frostbite. "Young lady, what is troubling you? Why are you hurting yourself on the snow?" he asked in a casual tone.

Molly simply gazed into space and did not respond.

With a sigh, Eric lifted her into his arms and carried her to his car.

Molly didn't come to her senses until she was stuffed into the car. In shock, she struggled to get out immediately, but Eric wouldn't let her. He simply pushed her back and locked the door.

"Hey, let me go! Who are you? OW!" Molly beat against the window in desperation and suddenly cried out as she felt a sharp pain in her hands, which were numb with cold.

Eric got in the car and turned on the air-conditioner. Noticing her anxiety, he reminded her in a kind voice, "We just met an hour ago."

Molly's eyes widened and her expression changed

the incident, Eric smiled and started the car. "Buckle

asked loudly as

leave a poor woman on the street." Without looking in her direction, Eric turned the car towards another road. "Don't worry!

at Eric, who she felt was as dangerous as his brother, Molly gnashed her teeth and yelled,

it was evident that Eric had no

The grief and sorrow pushed into

hurt you. I just..." Eric tried to

tried hard not

asked casually as if he didn't hear her yelling, "Where would you go?

of your business!" Molly snapped. "STOP THE CAR!" Molly uttered those words between