My Beloved

"But why did you call him 'big brother Yuan'? Did you forget that you married him?" Zheng Mian wouldn't let go no matter what.

"Heh, isn't this obvious? She was forced to get married. Of course she doesn't want to acknowledge this marriage."

Han Sheng Ming smugly answered on behalf of his cousin. He sounded so confident that those who didn't know them properly would believe him.

Han Luo blushed. She was embarrassed. She knew she had to tell them the truth.

"…But that's not true. It was me who brought up the marriage. Yuan didn't want to marry me first but–"

"What did you say? He objected to the marriage?!" Han Sheng Ming exploded. "How could he? How dare he? Just who does he think he is to reject my little Luo Luo?"

Han Luo: "…"

Others: "…"

Han Luo continued, "Anyway, I thought you guys didn't know about our marriage, so I called him how I usually do. I want to see him."

Ma Rui was still worried about her. She suggested, "Why don't you take some rest first…"

Han Luo cut her off. "I've rested for a month. I won't eat anything unless I see him and talk to him."

Looking at her stubbornness, they had no choice but to give in.

Finally, using a wheelchair, she was taken to Mo Yuan's private room.

Coming in front of his door, Han Luo paused and glanced at Han Sheng Ming.

She touched his hand and softly urged him, "Big brother Ming, can I meet him privately, please? I have something to talk to him about."

Han Sheng Ming was seething but he controlled in front of his cute little cousin.

"All right, you can talk to him as much as you want. But if he bullies you, just scream on top of your lungs, I will barge in and kick him to the point his face wouldn't be recognizable."

Han Luo chuckled. "How can I not listen to my big brother Ming? I'll definitely scream if he bullies me."

Feeling satisfied, Han Sheng Ming let her enter Mo Yuan's room.

With the help of a wheelchair, Han Luo went inside. She closed the door from inside and locked it soundlessly. Then, she turned to the bed where her beloved man was sleeping.

In the white bed, Mo Yuan was lying down. His hospital gown was sky-colored, just like hers. He was covered with a white blanket.

Han Luo stood up and slowly walked toward him. She already knew that he was healthy, so she didn't panic.

Once she saw his face, her heart ached for him. Although he recovered well, he still had some injuries left.

No wonder he was still in the hospital.

Han Luo sat on the bed and stared at him lovingly. Her fingertips brushed over his face where he still had small cuts.

She recalled how much he suffered in front of her, how ruthlessly he was attacked by Gregory Frost's men.

Thinking all that, she leaned forward and kissed his lips. Her soft lips touched his rough ones. They were a bit cold and dry. She opened her mouth and licked his lips until they were moist.

Mo Yuan was taking a nap. He sensed something familiar touching him softly and tenderly. He couldn't keep his eyes closed anymore.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Han Luo's face up close. He knew she was in a vegetative state.

"Am I dreaming?" His voice was hoarse.

"Then it is a good dream." Han Luo sweetly sucked his lower lip.

Only then did Mo Yuan realize that she was indeed awake and came to see him.

He affectionately kissed her back and sat up at the same time. He drew her close to his chest and securely hugged her.

Their soft kiss was never-ending. Their lips got attached like glue. They couldn't separate.

Later, both of them were panting. Their hearts were racing like old junk. In each other's embrace, they tried to calm down.

Mo Yuan talked first, "When did you wake up?"

"Thirty minutes ago." Han Luo mumbled, "I thought I was going to lose you. When Mr. Frost was torturing you, I lamented not having a child with you and growing old."

She inhaled his unique and familiar scent. It gave her a sense of security.

"I was dying and that's what you were thinking. How heartless!" Mo Yuan teased her.

Han Luo blushed and nudged him. "I'm being serious. I was so worried and heartbroken."

Mo Yuan could feel her worry in her voice. He pressed his lips against her forehead.

"I'm here now. Don't worry. We will have children and grandchildren and grow old together."

Han Luo's fingers poked his chest. "Remember your promise."

"I will," he promised

She suddenly changed the subject and asked, "How did Uncle Feng come at the crucial time? Did you contact him?"

Mo Yuan explained, "In the ocean, I met his wife and son. They were having fun on their yacht. They rescued me and I told them you were in trouble. Mrs. Mu contacted her husband and sent me to Russia."

Han Luo frowned. "If Uncle Feng knew that long, why didn't he help us long before?"

If he did, she wouldn't think of killing herself or making herself suffer.

But then she heard him say, "He was on a mission in China. After he came back, he rescued us. Dr. Lu Feng did my surgeries. He also did checkups on you."

Han Luo lowered her head, feeling guilty. She realized that she was being narrow-minded. She wasn't able to thank them for saving them and yet she blamed them like an ungrateful person.

Mo Yuan could feel that she was upset. His warm palm cupped her cold face.

"Ah Luo, this time, I was not prepared enough. I will be more powerful and careful next time. I promise."

Mo Yuan stared at her small face. Her face showed how much she suffered after being abducted.

"I won't ever let you suffer under my watch."

Han Luo's heart softened as she heard him promising. "I believe you."

The couple was having a heartfelt time when someone knocked on the door.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

The person seemed to be impatient and kept knocking nonstop.

Han Luo sighed. "It must be big brother Ming. Let me check." She abruptly stood up and wobbled.

"Be careful," Mo Yuan instantly grabbed her hand.

Han Luo smiled and pecked on his cheek before opening the door.

And, she met some unexpected guests.