My Beloved

Chapter 489 - INTERTWINED HANDS

The priest declared, "Now I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Mo Yuan let go of her cold hand. He slowly reached out and cupped her round face.

His beloved, his precious, the girl he longed for and adored for so many years, had finally become his wife. The happiness and the urge to protect her from every harm surged up.

He gradually leaned forward. He saw her dreamy eyes closing to accept his kiss. His lips lightly touched hers.

He could feel her lips quivering before accepting his kiss.

It was a small-sized, simple church without any grandeur. However, it didn't bother the newly married couple.

Their hearts were connected and filled with happiness. They were finally married and lawfully became husband and wife.

Nothing mattered more than that.

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Han Luo hugged Mo Yuan from behind. "Big brother Yuan, aren't you going too fast?" she asked.

Mo Yuan smiled upon hearing her sweet voice close to his ears. She sounded so lively.

Selling the jewelry Han Luo stole from the mansion, they bought a car. He was now driving the car. Han Luo was in the backseat.

"I'd love to slow down but we need to hurry to our destination," he replied. "By the way, why are you still calling me that? Aren't I your husband now?"

Han Luo's pale face flushed instantly. "…I know you are my… husband. But it doesn't remove the fact that you are my 'big brother Yuan'."

Mo Yuan smirked. He didn't mind if she called him that. In fact, he felt special when she used that endearment. And, he also liked to tease her. "People will laugh at you if you still call me that."

"Then I will call you 'big brother Yuan' when we are in bed. You do love it when I call you that. Am I right?" Han Luo mischievously nibbled his ear. While doing so, she let out a soft moan. "Mm… big brother Yuan, you are so tasty."

Mo Yuan shuddered as an electric sensation slithered down his spine. When he came back to his senses, the car already slid onto the lane beside. He quickly drove back to the right track.

"Ah Luo, don't be naughty when I'm driving," he warned her.

"But there is no one on the road. Not a single car." Han Luo pointed at the empty road.

Mo Yuan tried to act reasonably. "Yes, but there is our car which I'm driving. We don't want to cause an accident."

"Won't that mean that you are a bad driver?" Han Luo whispered seductively, "Maybe a perverted driver, lusting over his pretty passenger?"

Mo Yuan twisted his arm and caught the back of her head. "If the pretty passenger is seducing him deliberately, he will fall for it without regret." He then pulled her closer and pecked on her cheek. "Be obedient. Don't cause trouble."

"Okay!" Han Luo sweetly sang and hugged his neck. Her face was beaming with happiness.

She stared at the road for a couple of minutes before mentioning, "By the way, don't you think the road is awfully quiet. I know this road isn't the busiest road in the world but still…"

Mo Yuan's expression became serious. "I noticed it before but didn't pay heed to it. Now that you mentioned it, I think it is."

"Maybe I shouldn't be relaxed yet. Nothing comes better when I let down my guard." Han Luo's expression turned rigid. "Big brother Yuan, I have a bad feeling about this road."

The moment she finished talking, they heard noises. The sound of a helicopter engine. It was coming from somewhere up there.

Both Han Luo and Mo Yuan peeked outside the window. They saw a helicopter behind them.

It looked like the helicopter was chasing them from the sky.

"Yuan, speed up the car!" Han Luo urgently stated.

She didn't have to tell him. Mo Yuan already sped up the car to its limit.

He could feel her tense up as her grip on his overcoat tightened. Despite wearing gloves, her fingers seemed to be frozen in an unknown fear.

'No, I cannot let them catch her. I cannot let them have her.' His frown deepened as he vowed inwardly.

However, God wasn't by his side. Despite the speed, the helicopter caught them. Not only that, but the helicopter also went ahead and landed on the road as if it was its landing pad.

If Mo Yuan had a death wish, he could just drive and collide with it. Both the car and the helicopter would burst into flares. Every passenger would die.

Han Luo was traumatized after her first and second car accidents. She panicked when their car didn't stop.

She grabbed Mo Yuan tightly and shouted in terror, "Yuan!"

Mo Yuan gritted his teeth and pressed the brake paddle. The 'screech' sound broke through the silence and the car stopped a few inches away from the helicopter.

Han Luo opened her eyes. She didn't know when she shut her eyes. Her hands still held onto him.

The helicopter doors opened and several people wearing black uniforms came out. They were all armed.

And then, a man wearing white-colored shoes, trousers, a tuxedo, and a shirt came out. Even though he was covered in white, he didn't look holy in the slightest bit.

More than that, he looked like a devil who came to the earth to steal a pure soul.

With just a single gesture of his, two armed men opened the doors of the car and forced Han Luo and Mo Yuan to come out.

Han Luo hugged Mo Yuan's arms. She didn't want to let go of him. She feared, if she let go of his hand, she would never be able to hold his hand again. She was so scared that she couldn't hide it.

She just got married to the man she loved since childhood. She wasn't ready to let him go.

Gregory Frost's cold eyes swept over the recently married couple. His blue metallic eyes landed on their entwined hands. He narrowed his eyes.

"I've gone just for a few hours and you have caused quite some trouble, my bride."