Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 413 Leaving Is Not An Option (Part Two)

All of a sudden, Justin collapsed to the ground and shut his eyes. He tried to remember Molly's face at that moment but drew a blank. The last time he saw her face was that morning, and it was only very brief. Even then he didn't look at her seriously because all he could think about was Rory.

Karma was indeed a bitch.

As Justin collapsed, the last thing on his mind was that death was his only way out of all this. He would not be accepted by any faction; not the conservatives, not the reformists. Where was he to go? Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

But through all these, who would care? Even if they wanted to get to the bottom of what happened, there was no way to do it. The fight sparked by a 21-year-old war would be buried deep under together with Justin's execution and Jenifer's exile. Throughout the ordeal, the conservative faction and reformist faction both remained intact, or so it seemed. They merely sacrificed two people. But the truth was the two factions had been deeply affected by everything that happened.

There is a tendency among men to attribute mistakes to someone else. Rarely will someone take the blame even if it is his fault when it is more convenient to point to someone else as the culprit. The recent conflict was one good example. It was all attributed to Molly.

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At the private hospital of the Dragon Empire Group

Becky was understandably agitated. Today she would find out whether she can see again or not.

"Take your time when I give the signal to open your eyes later. Don't rush it," Felix advised her. "You've been kept from light for far too long. Sudden exposure will be too much for your eyes to take immediately."

"Okay," Becky replied nervously. She followed this up with quick laughter.

Rory, meanwhile, stood aside anxiously as Felix slowly removed the bandages on Becky's eyes. In the room, only Brian appeared cold and aloof.

"All right, open your eyes slowly." Felix coached Becky with a gentle tone. "Take your time… That's right. Slowly now. Remember, don't rush it. Open your eyes slowly."

He guided Becky to open her eyes gradually. The first time her lids lifted, she quickly shut them as she became blinded by the light that was too bright for her dry eyes. She focused on adapting to the light and again slowly opened her eyes. This time, she saw a blurry image slowly becoming clear. Becky didn't realize she was holding her breath, and now exhaled as a smile came to her lips. "I... I can see now. I can see now!" she cried excitedly. "Daddy, I'm able to see now," she smiled broadly this time.

"That's fantastic! You can see now. That's wonderful," Rory exclaimed. He nodded encouragingly and blinked back the tears threatening to fall.

On the other hand, Brian looked at Becky with cold eyes. He was staring at the same eyes that used to obsess him. He looked at them and felt despair as he saw eyes that now could see because it had Molly's retina.

Tears pooling in her eyes, Becky turned to Brian who stood still with hands in his pocket. She slowly walked towards him, stopped in front of him then hugged him around the waist abruptly. Resting her cheek on his chest, she cried, "Brian, my eyes have recovered. I can see you now! Finally, I'm able to see you."

"Yeah," Brian replied without emotion. He gently patted her back and said, "Your eyes have just recovered. You shouldn't be crying so much, or you might hurt them."

But his words only made Becky more emotional. She sobbed and tried to control her tears but failed. Tears continued to stream down her face.

No one spoke for several minutes inside the ward. The only sound you could hear was Becky's sobbing. Brian let her cling to him. After a long while, he said, "Go and have Felix check your eyes to make sure everything is good, okay?"

His words filled Becky's heart with sweetness. She nodded and did as he told her.

But instead of accompanying Becky to see Felix, he went directly to Molly's ward. Her retina in Becky's eyes was the only reason Brian went to Becky's room. That was all.

When he arrived at Molly's ward, he stood outside the door, hand on the knob, but hesitant to walk inside. Over the past month, Molly never spoke a single word to him. Their situation had gone back to the time when Molly was still unable to speak. Perhaps it was because of her temporary vision loss that she usually remained in a trance, sometimes all day long.

Inhaling deeply, Brian frowned before opening the door and stepping inside. Dr. He was examining Molly. He found this quite odd as her regular test was not supposed to be conducted by this physician yet. But even without Brian's order, he was doing the tests himself. Molly kept still the whole time until Brian arrived.

"Mr. Brian Long, you're here," Dr. He greeted him. When Molly heard Brian was there, her body suddenly stiffened.

Brian noticed this and frowned but concealed his feelings when he calmly asked, "Is her condition stable now?"

Smiling, Dr. He answered, "Elias's medicine is excellent with little side effects. Miss Molly is recovering quite well. Her eyes showed no immune rejection. And we can remove her stitches soon."

He gave a slight nod of approval. Dr. He glanced at Molly and was about to say something. He eventually decided to remain silent after sensing the tension between the two. With a slight gesture, the doctor left the room.

Alone in the ward, Molly and Brian still said nothing to each other, much as they had done in the past month.

These days, Molly often caressed her belly. It had become one of her habits. At first, Brian thought it was because her stomach was acting up. But when he asked Molly, she would look terrified, and he would be no closer to learning the truth. When he asked Dr. He about this, the physician assured him that Molly was fine.

"Can she… Can she see?" Molly finally spoke up. Hearing her voice, Brian was thrilled. It had been over a month since she last talked to him.

At the same time, he was annoyed that the first thing she asked about was Becky. "Yes, she can see," Brian replied.

"Really?" Molly asked feigning surprise. Deep inside, she felt bitter. But she managed to add, "Good."

In an attempt to hide her emotions, Molly lowered her head. Then it dawned on her that her feelings would not be exposed since her eyes were still bandaged.

That's good, she said. "Now, every one of us can see." She swallowed hard before saying, "Then no one would be a burden to anyone."