Mo Roulan leaned on the door with a horrified face. Her heart was beating fiercely inside her chest.
It must be her hallucination. How can he be here?
The doorbell rang again and she jumped away from the door as if it was something that should never be touched.
"Roulan, open the door."
Her mother's shouted from the kitchen and she looked towards the kitchen. Licking her lips, she murmured.
'It is nothing. You must have seen wrong.'
However, she could feel her palms sweating. With trembling hands, she opened the door and closed her eyes with many expectations in her heart.
'Please don't let him be there.'
"What a coincidence, I have not expected to see Miss Mo here."
The deep and familiar voice fell in her ears and without opening her eyes she knew the man standing in front of her was not her imagination.
Mo Roulan took a deep breath to calm down her emotions and opened her eyes.
"What is Mr. He doing here?"
