My Beloved

Han Luo sat on an empty seat. However, she couldn't help but feel restless. 'What if someone searches and finds me? They will surely search the first and last cabin more carefully. I should go to a middle cabin.'

Later, she had a second thought, 'Maybe I should wait a bit. When the train stops, I can move to another boggy along with other passengers. I might raise suspicion if I move now.'

The train was jerking as it moved.. Its rhythmic bounce made her drowsy. While waiting for the next stop, Han Luo's eyes slowly shut down.

She fell asleep. The train didn't stop anywhere. She didn't know how long it had been.

All of a sudden, a suspicious figure came closer. That person grabbed her sleeping form from behind and covered her mouth with another hand.

"Umm!" Han Luo's eyes flew open. Her heartbeat accelerated. She tried to struggle but it didn't work. She threw her arms and legs and tried to make noises.

However, that person covered her mouth securely, not letting her make a single sound. The stranger even dragged her away from the seat.

Fear caught her heart as she could see in the faint light that she was being dragged out of the boggy.

That person's strong arm was grabbing her waist as he hoisted her, not letting her make any sound using her legs.

'Is this the end? Did they finally catch me?' she wondered, feeling helpless.

She was taken outside the boggy, to the balcony. Only after closing the door, he let her go.

Han Luo didn't expect him to free her so soon. She thought he would toss her out of the train but to her surprise, he did not.

However, that didn't change the fact that he was suspicious.

Han Luo swiftly turned around and threw a punch at him.

The person blocked it.

At that time, she realized that it was a man.

Her strength was nothing compared to his.

Or maybe, she was too weak to have an opponent.

After her punch was blocked, she threw a kick but that suspicious person caught her leg too.

"Let me go?" she shouted.

"Ah Luo," the man finally uttered her name. His voice was full of affection and tenderness.

"Yuan…" Han Luo mumbled and her body swayed. As though she lost all her strength, she collapsed.

"Ah Luo!" Mo Yuan quickly caught her. "Easy! You lost some weight. You don't have enough strength. Did they make you starve after abducting you?"

His voice was dangerously low. She could sense his anger from his tone.

"Yuan…" she muttered his name again and jumped to him. She embraced him tightly and rubbed her face in his chest. She inhaled sharply and smelled his fragrance.

'How long has it been since I felt his warmth? How long has it been since I touched him?' she wondered.

Even so, nothing else mattered now.

She had finally met him.

She opened her mouth and said, "They said… you were killed."

Mo Yuan secured her in his arms. Words weren't enough to describe his emotions.

He told her, "They lied. They never touched me. They took you and simply disappeared."

He pressed his lips against her forehead. "I thought I almost lost you. Thank goodness I didn't give up searching."

His heart was beating fast. The joy and relief he felt after seeing her – he couldn't express it with words.

"You almost went past me," Han Luo complained. "If I didn't escape today, we might have never met."

Mo Yuan shut his eyes and firmly held her small frame. "I would never give up searching for you."

"I know you will never give up." She smiled and declared, "But, I would have been someone else's wife by then."

"The kidnapper wanted to marry you!" Mo Yuan gritted his teeth. The anger he felt was far greater than ever.

He was sitting on the floor and put her in his lap. He hugged her so solidly that she could be crushed if he used a bit more force.

Han Luo put her head on his chest and nodded. "It's my fault," she confessed. Afterward, she told him everything.

Upon hearing everything, Mo Yuan frowned. He wondered, 'It's unusual that he couldn't find her despite her popularity as a model. He is powerful enough to bribe the higher ups of the police force. They hid her track so well that my dad couldn't find her whereabouts. How could that same man not find her when her pictures were everywhere in Paris and England? Could it be…'

"What are you thinking?" Han Luo asked him.

Mo Yuan came back to his senses and coaxed her, "I was thinking that it wasn't your fault. You have done the right thing. It's his fault for hurting you in return."

"Even if it's his fault, how could I punish him if he killed you? How could I accept that because of me, that guy was alive and you were killed?" Han Luo shuddered. "I could never forgive myself."

"It's okay." Mo Yuan nuzzled his face against her head. "I'm alive."

Han Luo tightened her hold on his shirt. "We are both alive now. We don't know what will happen in ten minutes, ten hours, or ten days. I'm worried. That guy, Gregory Frost, is so powerful. We can't win against him."

"What can we do?" Mo Yuan asked her. "Even if I contact my dad, there is a high chance the aid will be late. How can I become separated from you again?"

"Even if we do nothing we will get separated at this rate, won't we?" Han Luo let out a deep sigh.

"…" Mo Yuan couldn't say anything in return. He could only hold her snugly.

For seven days, he wasn't able to sleep or eat properly. Whenever he closed his eyes, he thought of her. It was unbearable torture.

He was relieved after finding her. At first, he thought he was hallucinating. But, he couldn't mistake her for someone else. In the end, he was correct. It was her.

When he was having a flashback, he heard her saying, "Let's get married."