Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 322 Painful Memories (Part One)

After the driver dropped Becky off at the villa, she dismissed him.

Becky then bade Yoyo to ring the bell for her.

Lucy walked over to the gate and opened it.

"Miss Yan?" Lucy's mouth dropped in surprise. But she shook it off. Why was she here? If Becky were able to see, she would have known that Lucy was actually quite delighted to see her here. It showed in her eyes.

Becky didn't have to see to know who she was talking to. She was still quite familiar with John's family. She recognized Lucy's voice right away. "Hi Lucy, is Brian here?"

"Yeah, I believe Mr. Long is still around." Lucy welcomed Becky inside the gate. "He got home last night, and I haven't seen him leave yet." As they were talking, Lucy saw something about Becky that she hadn't noticed before. Becky seemed to be led by Yoyo, who guided her around the gate, ensuring she didn't bump into it. Lucy stared at Becky's eyes and asked in a very small and hesitant voice,"Your eyes...they..."

Becky just smiled gently and hid the sadness she felt every time someone brought it up. "Retinal infection. I'm blind, for now..." She trailed off, not knowing what else to say.

"How did it happen?" Lucy's forehead wrinkled, but she got no reply. She didn't press her for details. "Does Mr. Long know?"

Becky just nodded while she gently bit her lip. Suddenly, she paused, standing there, marshaling her courage. She couldn't help but ask Lucy the question that had been on her mind for a long time. "Lucy, who lives here? Is there someone else here?"

"What?" Lucy was confused at first. But she saw the look on Becky's face and her hesitance, and figured it out quickly. Lucy was sharp. "Yeah. I get it. There's a young lady living here now. She left, but now she's back, as of yesterday. Not my favorite person."

Becky's eyebrows furrowed. And the pain in her heart suddenly surfaced again. She took a deep breath and asked again,"Did Brian... agree to this?"

"Mr. Long took pity on her," Lucy glanced at Becky then quickly added,"To be honest, it's really annoying. I'm not a fan. She's the only woman other than you who's been here."

But these indignant words only made Becky feel more and more nervous about what was going on. She knew Brian well. He was a cold and distant man who didn't give a fig about anyone who wasn't close to him. So who was this woman to him? How did it happen?

Becky's lips trembled, but she continued walking. Yoyo, who was helping her, clearly felt the sadness radiating from Becky. Then Becky asked in a small voice. "What... what's her name?"

"Molly," Lucy answered with venom in her eyes and voice.

'So it is her...' Becky's hands clenched. She gritted her teeth in sudden jealousy. Yesterday... Yesterday Brian promised her that he would spend some time with her. So why didn't he? Was it because of Molly?

This thought tortured Becky, replaying over and over in her head. She gnashed her teeth and held back the anxiety that now filled her heart. She took a deep breath and tried her best to smile. She bit back what she was going to say and instead said gently,"Lucy, I guess you can go back to what you were doing. I'll find Brian myself." This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"At least let me tell Mr. Long you're here." Something vicious flashed in Lucy's eyes. She didn't wait to hear Becky's reply. She just quickly ran to the villa.

Yoyo guided Becky along the small road leading to the villa. She knew more about the situation now, and what was bothering Becky. But she was just a nurse helping Becky out. It wasn't her place to say anything. So she didn't say anything at all.

The villa was quite large, with a terraced hillside landscape, with beautiful gardens, statuary, and even a fountain. It was an extravagant display of wealth. And it took them more than ten minutes to walk from the big gate to the door. Then Yoyo opened the doors to the main part. And all of a sudden, the atmosphere took on a darker tone.

Molly looked at Becky, who just now walked inside, and her face went pale, drained of all color. She could not even breathe -- this was the face that haunted her worst nightmares. She recoiled like she'd been slapped. In the blink of an eye, all the bad memories that had been hiding in the back of her mind rushed back to Molly.

"Your mother's a home-wrecker. You don't even know who your own father is!"

"Your mother's a slut!"

"You're the daughter of a home-wrecker, and you'll also become a home-wrecker when you grow up. Like mom, like daughter."

"Go away, you bastard! You're not welcome here anymore!"

"Don't call me sister! I don't have a sister like you. You're as bad as your mom!"

The memories were like torture, and she couldn't stop them.

Molly's eyes flickered and her lips trembled. She shook from the horror of it. She stared at Becky, wanting so badly to run away from here, from the woman standing here. But it seemed that her feet were glued to the ground. She couldn't move even if she wanted to.

It was all so awkward with Molly's frightened stare and Becky's silence. Lisa looked at Becky, then turned her head to glance at Molly. She could tell that Molly was shivering. She couldn't help but walk to stand beside her and said to her,"Molly, be a dear and check if the soup is ready. It's in the kitchen."

Becky heard Lisa too. That was why she turned her head in Molly's direction.When Molly saw that Becky look her way, her hands became cold all of a sudden. She wanted so badly to leave. But her legs felt too heavy to move. So she just stood there, still, trying to will her body to move.

"Molly? Lisa, who's Molly?" Becky asked in a gentle voice. She tilted her head, looking quite confused.