Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 200

"Go and check whether Mr. Yan has come to A City," Edgar ordered Bill tersely. He had no doubt that it was him even though he just saw him briefly. His gut instinct confirmed what he saw with his own eyes.

Bill was dumbfounded that he asked disbelievingly. "Mr. Justin Yan? Did I hear you right?"

He got inside the car without saying a word, merely glancing at Bill. His brows furrowed as he got lost in his own thoughts.

Bill could feel the tension coming from Edgar in waves. He hurriedly got into the driver's seat and looked at the rear view mirror, waiting for Edgar's instructions. Edgar then ordered to start the car. Bill's thoughts roamed, 'Why would Justin come to A City out of the blue? Why was there no official news about his visit?'

Both were quiet on the way back to the Parliament House. Each immersed in their own thoughts. The minute they arrived, Bill set about doing the investigation. He was surprised, 'Even in private, the vice president's whereabouts always make it on the news.'

Looking out of the window in his room, the changing landscape of A City before him, Edgar frowned at the train of his thoughts, 'Now the situation has become more complicated. If Justin also got involved, I'm afraid that things will be out of my control.'

His mobile phone ringing cut through his pensive thoughts. He saw the name flashed on the screen and then answered brusquely," What's up?"

His voice was cold and indifferent. The person at the other end of the line responded with silence. Obviously offended at the tone of his voice.

"I'm busy." His tone implied that if there was nothing important just hang up.

"Edgar, do you mean if I have nothing important to say, you have no time to talk to me?"

Jenifer's cold voice was heavy with sarcasm, obviously piqued by the way Edgar was treating her. "Is Molly the only one you care about in this world? Except for her, you don't need other people to care for you?"

"Yes,"

Edgar answered coldly.

Jenifer's temper flared up and her pretty face crumpled at his reply. "Then it's a pity that she never called you even though you have given her your phone number.

Too bad, you are waiting for her call almost every single day, but she never does!" Jenifer said with venom in her voice.

Too angry to say a word, Edgar fumed silently and hang up the phone. He just couldn't take Jenifer's vitriolic remarks about Molly.

Meanwhile, Jenifer seethed with anger as Edgar abruptly cut her call. She was literally about to explode. Venting her anger at the phone clutched tightly in her hand, she threw it with full force in the direction of the flat screen TV. It made a cracking sound upon impact. The broken screen was enough proof that Jenifer was fast losing her patience with Edgar.

Gnashing her teeth with rage, she spat at the silent room," Edgar, don't push me too hard!

Why do you care for the bitch so much?

How can you still care for her when she has become another man's plaything? Have you become stupid because of her?

Fine!

Let's see how far your love can go," Jenifer addressed the empty room.

The silent room mocked her. She felt cold and empty and very much alone. Those dreadful words that escaped her lips chilled her to the bone. Jenifer flung herself to the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Her eyes which used to be sweet and enchanting had turned bitterly cold and lifeless.

Molly left her hotel room to explore her new surroundings. While wandering on the street, a cold shiver suddenly went up to her spine. She rubbed her arms around her body to make herself warm. She found that the streets here were busier than A City. Cars, and crowds flowing past her as she ambled her way around. With no destination in mind, she just kept walking. The morning sunshine invigorated her and she felt more relaxed, mentally and physically.

She was walking for a long time and felt a little tired. She found an empty bench on a small park facing the sea and stopped there for a short rest. Looking around, she frowned as she realized how far she had walked. Reaching for her pocket to make a phone call, she remembered that she left the hotel in a hurry and didn't bring her bag. She bit her lip worriedly, wondering how she would get back to the hotel without a single cent.

Squaring her shoulders, a feeling of independence suddenly gave her courage to face yet another challenge.

She looked around, trying to remember which way she had come from. She started walking towards the direction that she thought she came from. She tried not to panic as the road she had taken seem to be more complex than she remembered taking that morning. She tried not to panic as she looked around the now unfamiliar street. She had walked absent-mindedly and nagged herself for her carelessness. Lost in a strange place with no money and no phone, she really deserved an award in stupidity.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to think calmly. After a short while, an idea popped in her mind as she watched the cars flowing by the busy intersection. She flagged an empty taxi and hurriedly climbed the back seat. She leaned forward excitedly as the driver addressed her," Where do you want to go, Miss?"

The question drained the excitement on her face.

"Could you to take me to…"

Molly tried to recall the name of the hotel where she was staying. But for the life of her, she couldn't remember. 'Where should I go?', she despaired.

She went out of the car dejectedly. As she stood with a forlorn expression. She watched the taxi disappear from her sight. She felt like an utter idiot for not even paying attention to the name of the hotel where she was staying.

Her lack of interest in her surroundings seemed to be her downfall. Shawn picked them up yesterday from the airport and drove them directly to the hotel while she was with Brian the rest of the time. When she went out of the hotel in the morning, she also didn't bother to find out. She didn't even notice the name of the hotel from beginning to end.

Looking at the endless stream of cars passing by and smiling bitterly, she mocked herself, 'I'm so silly that I can't even find out the name of my hotel. I didn't even bother to memorize Brian or Eric's number!' she lamented. Just a few silly numbers and she couldn't be bothered to memorize them.

Well. She didn't bother memorizing their numbers because she didn't like calling them. It was always the other way around. Their names flashed on her screen when she was receiving their calls and that was enough for her. Little did she know that ignoring such trivial things would be to her detriment in the long run.