Gregory Frost's cold eyes swept over the recently married couple. His blue metallic eyes locked on their joined hands. He narrowed his eyes.
"I've gone just for a few hours and you have caused quite some trouble, my bride."
Han Luo flinched under his gaze. She was so scared that she clung to her husband. Her eyelashes trembled as she gazed at his frosty eyes.
"I'm not your bride." Her voice quivered in the end.
Mo Yuan glanced at her and pulled her closer securely. He glanced at the man who was dyed in white with chilling eyes.
He stated, "Ah Luo and I are married. We belong to each other from the beginning. We have no business with you. If you don't want to cause trouble, I advise you to leave."
Unlike Han Luo, he didn't flinch. He was more angry at the devil who snatched his Han Luo away from him and made her suffer.
Gregory Frost's gaze landed on Mo Yuan. "What do you mean you're married?"
