Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 603 The Ultimate Sacrifice For Love (Part Three)

Molly woke up with a terrible headache and felt sick. These days, she rarely rested as she sat by the bed to take care of Mark. Last night, Shirley came to see them and was heartbroken to see Molly this way. Aided by Spark, they convinced her to go to bed to get some rest. Everyone was now at the hospital, and it seemed like this had become home to them. Needing to stretch her legs, Molly got up to look out the window. There were some clouds, but the sun shone brightly. Through the purple floral curtains, the sun's rays filtered through the room. The logo of the Dragon Empire Group glistened intensely because of the sunlight. The glare came from the two majestic and magnificent dragons that made up the logo as they glowed golden under the morning light.

Bleary-eyed, Molly closed her eyes and shook her head to get rid of the pain, then opened them again. She went back near the bed to fold the covers she had thrown aside earlier. Molly headed to the bathroom and washed up quickly then proceeded to the ICU to see Mark. As she entered the unit, Molly saw health care workers cleaning up the area. Mark was not there. Stunned, she froze for an instant. When she realized that her son was no longer there, she went out to look for one of the doctors and inquired anxiously, "Where's Mark? He's supposed to be here."

Calmly, the doctor replied, "Mr. Brian Long just came to take him away. I heard he was transferring Mark to a foreign hospital so he can receive better medical treatment." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She was taken aback by what the doctor said. She released her hold on his arm and walked out of the ICU to look for Brian. When Spark stepped out of the elevator, he saw Molly running. She looked like she was searching for something or someone. Spark called her name, but she didn't respond. He became worried and quickly ran after her to inquire about what had happened.

Molly went around the hospital in search of Brian and Mark. She couldn't believe that Brian would have Mark transferred without telling her. But it looked like they were no longer in the hospital. Even Richie and Shirley were not there. Everyone seemed to have disappeared overnight. Her son was not there. She nearly went crazy looking all over the hospital for the boy and Brian. Finally, she found the man

sitting under the arbor of the hospital garden. He was drinking coffee and reading a newspaper as if nothing happened.

"What are you doing here? Where's Mark?" she gasped while confronting Brian. She was breathless from all the running she had done and the fear that gripped her now.

Turning sideways to look at Molly briefly, his eyes returned to the newspaper he was reading. He was so calm as if nothing terrible had happened. Icily, he informed Molly, "He's gone with Richie and Shirley."

The panic she felt earlier turned into misery. Her eyes quickly turned red and tears welled inside, "Why? Why did you do that?" Molly wailed.

"Because Mark needs more advanced treatment," Brian replied.

"Why can't he stay here and receive that treatment?" she argued. "Why did you have to send him somewhere else? He can be treated well here."

Seeing Molly fall apart, Brian's heart constricted, but the look on his face remained impassive. He didn't want to hurt her, but it was the best way to protect them both. In a clipped tone, he said, "As I said, he needs better treatment now, so I had to transfer him to a better medical facility abroad."

"Then why didn't you tell me that you were having Mark transferred to another hospital?" she demanded. "You sent him away without telling me! I'm his mother. I have to be with him. Why didn't you tell me? Do you even care about my feelings?" she accused. "Did you ask Mark how he felt about this? Did he agree to go abroad to receive the treatment?" Molly nearly shouted. Words couldn't describe the anger she felt. Molly couldn't believe Brian had the heart to take Mark away from her. Angrily, she told Brian, "I want to see Mark now! I can go abroad with him when he receives treatment. His body is so weak now, and I must be there to take care of him," she said almost pleading.

Nothing could have conveyed Molly's grief and wrath sufficiently. Brian didn't appear to share her feelings as his look remained impassive. He looked at Molly again, then turned his gaze to Spark, who stood next to her. Slowly, he said, "Mark is not alone. Shirley will stay with him and take care of him. Richie will be there as well. You have nothing to worry about."

On top of the grief and fury came confusion. "What are you doing? You planned all this, didn't you?" she railed at him. She finally felt that something wasn't quite right in all this. "So you planned all this? This has always been your plan?"

Brian pasted a small smile on his mouth. Slowly, his voice dripping with sarcasm, he said, "Yes, you're right. This had been my plan all along."

Shocked by his admission, Molly implored, "Why? Why did you do that?" There was no calming down for her, and when she spoke it was with a shaky voice.

"Mol, did you not have an inkling as to my intentions?" It was a struggle for Brian to be sarcastic when he could feel her pain.

"Is it because of Becky?" she spat. Not understanding what Brian meant, all Molly could think about was Becky. "You took my son away from me because you wanted to be with Becky? If you love her and want to be with her, why did you have to be kind to me? If you love her so much, why keep involving me in your business?" she asked incredulously. "Me and my son, we never wanted to be part of your life!" she said as tears rolled down her cheeks.

She felt so miserable that the tears wouldn't stop falling. Looking at Molly, Spark frowned. He noted the girl was too weak to stand, so he kept his right hand on her back to support her. He stared at Brian with enormous amber eyes. A flame seemed to leap inside his chest. "Why did you do that, Brian Long?" Spark demanded.

Unfathomable eyes stared into Spark's amber ones. He had more to say to Brian, but the words wouldn't come out. His lips moved as if chewing on words, but Spark held back his tongue. Brian's expression had turned aloof. Suddenly, unpleasant memories flashed before his eyes. He recalled everything Molly did to make him angry. Turning to her, he said, "Mark is my son. He is the heir of the Long family, so he must grow up with the Long family." Squinting at Molly, he curled the corners of his mouth and said, "As for you, I will do whatever I want with you." His eyes deepened as he watched Molly's reaction. "Don't even try to fight it, Molly Xia," Brian warned. "You left me quickly and quietly," he reminded her. "You should've known I would get back at you for doing that to me," Brian growled at her. His eyes now matched his cold tone. "I am going to have my revenge."