Love Began with the First Meeting



Henrik coldly listened to the cries from inside. After half an hour, he furrowed his eyebrows, got up, and walked into the ward. He pushed the door open and spoke in fluent English with a sad face. "Will you please calm her down?" Then he indifferently glimpsed at Lina who shivered as tears fell on her face. "If you keep on crying, I'll leave you here alone."

Before everyone reacted, Henrik turned to leave and closed the door slowly. Lina's screams stopped but turned into silent sobs. Her despair only made everyone around her feel sorry and helpless.

Henrik checked his watch and said to Moore, "You stay here and watch her. I'm going somewhere for a while."

"As you wish," Moore responded as he watched Henrik walk out of the hospital.

When he had finally left the hospital, Henrik drove himself to Chinatown. He parked his car in front of a bar. It was already morning so that bar was lifeless. There were no customers and the workers felt stale in their posts.

Henrik entered, stood there, and looked around. Then a waiter came up to him. Before the waiter could even speak, Henrik said, "I came here to see Freeman."

The waiter heard the name and looked stunned. Then he tried to speak again but Henrik cut him off once more. "I am Henrik Ji."

This made the waiter petrified and he hurriedly responded, "Young Master Henrik, please come in and take a seat. I'll find the boss for you." Henrik nodded and found a table beside the window. Out of nowhere, someone came to serve him coffee.

Freeman's favorite wasn't coffee but liquor in the past. In fact, he wasn't much a drinker but something happened that made him prefer liquor. It helped him forget the pain brought by that woman.

"Hello, Henrik, so did you get Lina treated?" a figure asked and sat opposite of Henrik. Looking at the coffee in front of Henrik which he didn't drink, the man continued, "I made this coffee myself. Why not have a taste?"

"Looks like it's my lucky day today. I think I am not lucky enough to enjoy something you learned to make for someone else, Uncle Freeman." Henrik joked with raised eyebrows and a haughty expression on his face.

"Hmm. I haven't seen you for years! You have finally learnt to pull a joke on me, eh?" Freeman Ji smiled. "So, what brings you here?"

"I can't bear to hear Lina's screams so I decided to come here and relax for a while," Henrik answered casually and looked around the ambiance and the decorations in the coffee shop. He snorted, "So you have changed some things around here, huh?"

"Ah, well. She arranged it," Freeman replied. "Well she sometimes likes to decorate so I let her do whatever she'd like."

Henrik knew who this woman was but unfortunately, this couldn't be discussed between them. Henrik narrowed his eyes, paying attention to the man in front of him. "Grandpa wants to know when you will come back?"

"Ah. Still the same old question, eh?" Freeman smiled. "We can talk about it later. For now, you go fight against that guy from the Tang Family. It's up to you to do it openly or secretly. But for now, it's not yet my time to make a comeback." He sighed and whispered, "Plus if I were to help you, that bastard Yates would surely take action.

And she'll feel embarrassed." Henrik pursed his lips. "How can you be sure that Yates won't do anything even if you don't get involved?" Freeman chuckled. "Ah I see. Right... Well, he isn't in the mood to interfere with the games the younger generations play. All he does is fiddle stones all day. Will he have any interest to play with you young guys?" He paused for a while and then added, "But you still have to think over everything, my boy. Even if Yates doesn't get involved, it doesn't mean that the fight between you and Matthew can damage anything. After all, the Long Family is still the ruler of Dragon Island. If they can still carry out the emperor system, nobody can do anything. You need to remember one thing only. Don't pick any fights with the Long Family. No matter how you will fight Matthew, it may end well."

Henrik could only sigh deeply. "Well, for starters. Addison is a tough nut to crack. Even if we are friends for years, it's still hard to read him." He frowned. "But I am afraid we can't prevent him from getting involved in this fight." He looked at Freeman with serious eyes. "I am afraid that Addison has some relationship with that woman, Sally Li."

Freeman's ears perked up on what he had heard. His eyebrows furrowed as he remained in silence, thinking and pondering. He sighed. "It seems like Lina can't be cured..."

"Uncle Freeman." Henrik scowled. He tried to speak but stopped. Then he continued, "If Lina won't be cured, then probably we won't have a choice. Grandpa also wanted her to get well."

"Does he have any idea about the relationship between Young Master Addison and Sally?" Freeman asked him.

Henrik shook his head and sighed. "What happened was an accident. They kept on concealing it. You do know that they cannot keep this a secret forever, right, Uncle Freeman?"

Freeman gave a faint smile. "I can't tell. But if this gets exposed, it will be a big trouble for everybody. Maybe it's selfish to make Lina feel sad and alone but how can you tell that? Maybe Lina doesn't want to face this situation."

Henrik found himself speechless and chewed his lower lip seriously. "Ah. Let me think about it."

"Just a second, my boy, I'll make some new coffee for you," Freeman cut in. It was apparent that he was way more relaxed than Henrik. Maybe it was due to experience that made him like that. But then, perhaps he was way too tired to see the bullshit farce among the wealthy families.

Henrik remained in his seat and turned his head to watch what was happening outside. The sun shone brightly and people leisurely walked in pairs or in groups. Back then, Lina had kept saying that she wanted to be able to walk freely because that was what her older sister couldn't do.

He mocked himself mentally. Everyone had thought he was moody but none of them knew how helpless and guilty he felt because of what happened that year.

Soft music began to play. Henrik looked away and saw a mug of hot flavored coffee being put in front of him. He scowled as he looked at Freeman. "Uncle, I only drink black coffee."

"Well, your bitter mood tells me that you need some sugar," Freeman responded. "And also I have called the hospital and told them to put off the hypnotherapy."NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

"What the hell?" Henrik couldn't believe his ears. He abruptly stood up and prepared to leave.

"Henrik, if I were you, I'd deal with this matter calmly." Freeman shrugged. "I won't stop you from doing anything. You have taken over the Ji Family. For today, I am involved but it's still up to you on what you'll do in the future."

Henrik stopped in his tracks and gave a cold smile. "So, Uncle Freeman, let me ask. What have you felt on that year?"

"Huh?" Freeman tilted his head to the side as he looked at his nephew.

Henrik met Freeman's eyes. "Perhaps you were right. A wealthy family looks attractive but it is actually tiring to keep up."

A wealthy family looked good for the showing but it was all rotten inside, like a bunch of bad apples in a single barrel.

It was a peaceful night on Dragon

Island. When it was already late and everyone was silent, Addison idly sat on the stairs of the Central Park. He sighed deeply, trying to process what happened on his mind. He wanted to forget everything that happened after he met Sally once again. But at last, he found everything in the past was finally crystal clear to him. Content belongs

Wyatt stood in front of the car and watched the starry sky. Then the cellphone in his hand rang multiple times. He lowered his head to look at it and then glanced at Addison. Finally, he decided to pick up the call.

"Young Master Addison," the other line said.

"Hello, this is Wyatt speaking." Wyatt cut in indifferently but still remained his polite demeanor.

The man on the other end of the

phone call paused for a moment.

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"Please relay it to Young Master Addison. I have investigated on what he asked me to. Yesterday, at Hon Entertainment Center, somebody had purposely set up a trap and it attracted Young Master York. Lady Hedy followed him and it was fortunate she was there. Otherwise, the consequence would turn out the same as what Young Master Addison had expected." Then he continued after pausing for a while, "I'm not sure who exactly is on the other side but I have a strong hunch that it's from the Tang Family. I have refrained from investigating for now. I am seeking to Master Addison's further instructions."

Wyatt turned around to glance at Addison, who was depressed, and then answered, "Ah, I see. For now, I shall relay to the Young Master what you have said. Please wait for a call back."

"Understood. Thank you very much," the man responded and put down the phone after Wyatt hung up.

Wyatt checked the time on the

phone and it was already past 1:00 AM. He rubbed his temples since he didn't know how long Addison planned to sit there. For the past seven years after Sally's

ver

disappearance, the youngmet

was never that lonely until now.

Right now, he looked so pitiful as if the whole world collapsed on him.

Wyatt frowned and an evil expression slowly crept up on his face. 'Young Master Addison is the future ruler of Dragon Island! Why is he letting such

an ordinary woman control him like some puppet?'

Wyatt had decided to call the Shadow Organization. "Good evening. This is Wyatt. Investigate Sally Li's background for all these years. I need the concealed materials." Then he paused for a moment and added, "At all costs."

He put down the phone slowly and took a sharp breath.

His eyes turned ice cold as he watched his young master sitting still in the darkness at night.☐☐☐☐