My Beloved

A little bit of steam emitted from Gregory Frost's shiny black muzzle. He was holding a revolver.

He shot Mo Yuan.

'No…'

Han Luo was flustered. She reached out and tried to grasp Mo Yuan's shirt.

However, someone firmly held her hair and yanked her head.

"Ahh!" Han Luo yelped in pain. Her fingers brushed over Mo Yuan's shirt.

For a few centimeters gap, she couldn't touch him..

Before she knew it, her body was dragged away from him.

"Yuan!" she desperately called out to him.

"Ah Luo…" Mo Yuan growled like a wounded animal. 

It was the first time he was shot. His eyes were blinded for a moment. 

When he saw that Han Luo was being dragged out without mercy, he tried to reach out to her, wanting to grab her foot.

Bang!

Another bullet hit his arm that was outstretched to catch her. This time too, Gregory Frost shot him.

"Hng!" he let out a painful groan.

"No! Don't hurt him!" Han Luo yelled. She was distressed.

Tears streamed from her eyes, soaking her face. 

She couldn't stand to see Mo Yuan suffer. Her heart broke just to see him being hit let alone being shot. 

Blood dripped from his injuries. The pain was unimaginable as the bullets were still inside him, poking and cutting his flesh.

Even so, Mo Yuan did his utmost to stand up. He promised to protect his Han Luo.

As long as he had life, he would do anything to save her and protect her from the enemy's clutch. 

Unfortunately, he couldn't go three steps. The men behind him struck him from the back.

Mo Yuan wasn't a superman. He had a strong will. He fought back. But, with his injury, it was hard to fight nine to ten men all at once.

He could hear Han Luo's cry. She was trying to fight off the guy who was clutching her hair. it made his anger boil deep inside.

Gregory Frost was angry. He finally found the girl he was looking for but she didn't want him. 

The girl who knew nothing about him saved his life. She was like an angel who brightened up his dark, bloody life. He wanted to have her, her light.

After searching for so long, he got her but only for her to be married by a puny brat who was nothing in front of him. 

It angered him. What made him angrier was Han Luo chose that Chinese guy over him, a rich, powerful man.

[A/N: I think he forgot that Han Luo was also Chinese. And even I would choose a Chinese guy over him. XD]

He wanted to show her who was in a higher position, who would give her more luxury, who could give her protection.

A weak brat was no match for him.

Han Luo was vexed. She wanted to save Mo Yuan. She hit and kicked Gregory Frost who was dragging her away from Mo Yuan.

Tears turned her eyes red. Her red, moist eyes glared at the frosty man.

"Let my man go. I won't tolerate someone who hurts him. I'll kill you, you monster! How dare you to touch what's mine! I'll break all of your hands. Just you wait!"

Gregory Frost heard her and got irritated.

"Your man?"

He yanked Han Luo's hair and made her kneel on the cold concrete road.

Han Luo wouldn't obey him that easily. She threw her hands and legs like a mad woman. Her slightly long nails dug in his face and arms.

During winter, especially in the cold temperature, injuries would hurt a lot.

No matter how cold-blooded he was, Gregory Frost was still a human. 

And, he couldn't stand someone scratching him.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

He raised his hand and slapped Han Luo's cheeks constantly with all his power.

"Hukk!" 

The strikes were too powerful. Her soft cheeks and the corner of her lips cut. Her lips and eyes were bruised. On her pale face, the marks he left were vivid.

His cold-blooded heart didn't waver after seeing her in pain. He continuously slapped her until she stopped her madness. He wanted to punish her for misbehaving.

"You chose the wrong person to mess with, Luo. You should have known what would have come after you tried to run away."

His cold voice was ruthless.

Han Luo had no energy left after being hit by him. It was the first time she was hurt like that.

She shivered and wept. She felt so powerless. She had never faced something so cruel and horrifying in her life.

Just because she sought happiness, the man she loved was suffering in front of her.

Her heart broke. It was like something tore her heart and drilled something sharp and rough inside her heart.

Gregory Frost added, "Do you love this kid? See what you have done to him? He will die, right here and right now. In front of you."

His voice was full of mockery as if he was enjoying their suffering.

Han Luo heard his words. Understanding the graveness of the situation, she trembled like a broken doll. 

Last time, Gregory Frost lied about Mo Yuan's death. 

This time, he had the chance to actually kill Mo Yuan. Would he let go of this opportunity?

Fear clung to her. She felt no pain in her scalp anymore. 

She desperately grabbed Gregory Frost's left leg.

"Pl-please… don't hurt him. I'll marry you. Just let him go alive. I… I'll never seek for him. I'll never step outside ever again. Please let him live… please…"

She begged him. She had to. Just like Mo Yuan, she would do anything to save the man she loved. 

She could bear anything but not him dying in front of her eyes.

She lost her parents when she was young. Now, she finally had someone who was her husband, her life partner, her better-half.

Her spiteful attitude was long gone. She clung to the cold-hearted man like a beggar. 

However, no matter how much she pleaded, Gregory Frost didn't change his mind.

He had a feeling that as long as Mo Yuan was alive, Han Luo would try to get away from his grasp. He wished to end the root of the problem. 

His blue metallic eyes enjoyed watching Mo Yuan being beaten up by his men. 

He thought it was time. He gestured at his assistant. 

Robert Scott understood what his boss wanted to say. He instructed the men, "Tie him up and bring him in front of Boss."

The men followed his order. 

When Mo Yuan was kneeling in front of Han Luo and Gregory Frost, he was faintly panting. His body was screaming in pain and he didn't have any strength left.

Even so, he didn't care. His mind was still thinking of Han Luo. He was worried. 

'What will happen if I'm gone? Ah Luo will be forced to be with another man. She will be tortured like this. She will be raped…'

Just thinking about her being forced to have sex with another man gave him the strength to fight once again.

At that time, he sensed something cold touching his forehead.

"This is the end."

"...Ah Luo… I'm sorry…"

"No! Stop!"

Bang!