Sir, you are my destined sweetheart!

When Olivia Harrison opens her weary eyes, the plane has slowed to a crawl on the tarmac at New York Airport.

As she looks out the window, a figure suddenly appears in her field of vision, gradually overlapping with the person she remembers.

It turns out that seven years is not enough time to forget someone.

Meanwhile, Olivia sent a FaceBook message to her best friend, Annabella Cruz: "I think I see him."

Then she got a call from her manager, David Smith.

Olivia took a deep breath before answering the phone.

"Honey, you finally answered the phone!" Where have you been for the last two days, and do you know how worried I've been about your safety? Can't you keep me sane?"

"Cloud Apparel's new promotional material for next season, I went back to DC to finish filming."

Olivia was never subtle.

She told David the truth.

Every year before fall, it was Olivia's custom to rush back to Washington.

David did not know the reason.

"So when are you coming back, there's a new product shoot for DC Fashion next week on Wednesday, you don't want to delay the progress of the shoot."

"Don't worry, I'm already back in New York."

Just then, Olivia received a phone call from Annabella.

Olivia hurriedly explained a few sentences to David before hanging up.

She then called Annabella back.

"Hey Olivia, who did you meet?"

"Matthew Harrison." Olivia didn't hesitate for a second as she sent three words to Annabella as she followed the crowd out of the airport.

Olivia didn't hesitate for a second as she sent three words to Annabella as she followed the crowd out of the airport."Olivia, you didn't blink, Matthew left seven years ago and never came back." When Olivia heard Annabella's voice in response, she suddenly stopped and froze.

Seven years ago, Matthew had been lost in that terrible shipwreck and had finally been declared an accidental death. In those seven years, Olivia had tried many ways to find him, and there had been no news.

How could a person who had disappeared for seven years suddenly reappear, it must be a mistake.Olivia wanted to retrace her steps, but she felt something hard against her waist and her hands were so shocked that she let go of the case.

Calm, must be calm, realizing that she might be in trouble, Olivia calmed herself again and again, but her legs were still a little shaky, as if she was about to collapse on the spot.

"Don't move or I'll stab you!" The man behind her opened his mouth violently, his deep voice threatening.

Immediately, the sharp knife was brought to bear on her fine, white, beautiful neck. The crowd immediately panicked at the sight of the situation, screams went up and down, and a large area quickly emptied around the thugs and her.

Only two plainclothes police officers in the crowd raised their guns and approached step by step.The younger of the officers opened her mouth first to calm the thug: "Andrew Brown, let go of that man! You're just being used to run errands and sell drugs, but no one can save you if you bring murder with you!"

"It's late, everything's late!I ...... I have no way back!"

Olivia could feel the Outlaw's entire body shaking as he spoke.

She was terrified that the Outlaw might accidentally slit her throat mercilessly.

It was truly frightening to think about.

The more Olivia thought about it, the more frightened she felt, so she took a deep breath and took advantage of the thug's shifting attention, making an effort to lean her neck back.

"Don't move!"Seeing Olivia move, the thug brought the blade closer to her skin again, his tone becoming more vicious.

"I promise I won't move. But Andrew, don't get excited."

Olivia gasped from the shock.

She reassured Andrew, "Actually, you were instructed to sell drugs and you won't get a heavy sentence. But if you want to kill me, that would be a heavy sentence."

Realizing that the gangster had no intention of letting go of the hostage, the policeman on the other side raised his gun and pointed it at the gangster.

While the surrounding people were on tenterhooks, someone suddenly rushed past the gangster's back.

Only to see the gangster's right hand, holding the sharp edge, thrust forcibly forward, leaving a large gash in Olivia's beautiful neck.

The younger policewoman was obviously horrified by the scene, but it was the slightly older male police officer who stepped forward and pulled Olivia out from under the blade, completely away from the glowing, sharp knife.

The applause that rang out around her brought Olivia back from her daze, and she fixed her eyes to see that the person attacking the robber from behind was none other than the very same person she had seen through the window of the plane earlier.

This time, Olivia clearly saw the exquisite face, clear outline, eyebrows and eyes, and she could not forget that face, even the shallow scars at the corners of the eyes are the same, even the carving between the eyebrows of the mole of beauty is still so clear.

It's really him!

After years of not seeing him, he was even taller than before, and the distinctive silhouette of the independently designed branded coats fell on his body as if they had been dropped on a walking coat rack.

Just when most people thought things had taken a turn for the worse, the robber suddenly reversed his hand, and the blade of the knife leaned directly against Matthew's arm, and the crowd of onlookers seemed to be instantly on edge.

"Be careful!"

Despite hearing Olivia's admonition, Matthew still could not escape the speed of the thugs, and his arm suddenly had an additional wound about five centimeters in length, blood rushing and overflowing.

"Seeking death!"

Matthew forcefully broke the thug's five fingers apart, and the murder weapon fell to the ground with a clatter.

In the blink of an eye, the thug was already on his knees, unable to move.

"Stop staring, come and help him get handcuffed."

Matthew raised his head, his eyes staring straight at them.