Get you in my arms novel Chapter 112

Provence was one of her favorite places in the world. She had read a book called 'Come Back to Provence' since her childhood. The book had the beautiful scenery of the country, with which the people would enjoy a leisurely life and the delicious food, which she had always dreamed of.

This time, they were going to move into a beautiful manor. Inside the manor, there was a vast range of lavender fields, a grape garden with countless fruits, and a lawn with green grass. The housekeeper of the manor, Miss. Sue, was a mixed blooded person. She was about the same age as Rose, and she was also very serious and meticulous as Rose.

As soon as she saw the beautiful scenery in the manor, Sophia immediately abandoned the haze of sacred. She ran happily on the narrow path curled by the lavender field. The faint fragrance of the wind made her intoxicated. Lucas chased after her and then hugged her into the purple ocean.

"It's so beautiful, just like the book!" She pushed him away with a smile and rolled a few times in the flower field. Then she quickly got up and continued to run forward. "Hurry up, and come to chase me again. You can't catch me this time."

"If I catch you, you will be punished." He shook his head and laughed. Then a koi jumped out of the field and went after him.

Then he brought her to visit a grape garden and taste the wine Sue had brewed.

After lunch, they went to the horse race field to watch his horse race stars.

The rein was built in a col at the back of the manor, surrounded by rolling hills and a boundless forest.

There were ten horses in the garden, each of which was very expensive.

Lucas often took her to the horsemanship club, and she was really good at riding.

Sophia chose to be a British hot blooded horse called Margaret, and Lucas also chose one. At the end, they rode on the broad horse with fast speed.

At nightfall, Sophia led Margaret to the stable and touched her black hair. "I'll take you out tomorrow, and we'll defeat him."

Lucas looked at her with a smile. He took her hand and went to the hot spring together. They enjoyed the authentic French cuisine.

A good day passed quickly. Sophia almost forgot the horrible figure who haunted around like a ghost. She had been sound asleep from dawn, except for the roar from the rein.

The next day, Lucas went to the study to deal with his business, and Sophia rode on her horse at the racecourse alone.

After finishing his work, he went to see her.

In the racecourse, Sophia was riding. She saw him in the distance. She smiled and waved her hand. "Come on, let's compete again!" Now that she was still unwilling to admit defeat to him yesterday, she had to work hard today.

In the meantime, several bees appeared from nowhere and tried to stung Margaret's butt. Startled, Margaret raised her forelegs and let out a neigh and began to run wildly.

Luckily, Sophia held the reins firmly, or else her head would be broken and bleeding. At this moment, she was still sober. She tried to pull the reins, but Margaret seemed to have gone out of control and ignored it.

Lucas felt something was wrong, "Damn it!" He cursed and rushed to the racecourse.

Then Margaret jumped over the fence and galloped towards the forest. Fortunately, Sophia had learned the skill of crossing the fence before the accident, or she would have fallen to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, Hey. Stop!" Sophia snapped the reins with all her strength, but Margaret just didn't want to listen to her.

In the forest, the thick trees and leaves covered the sun, and only wisps of light were blocked through the gap of the branches, enveloping the whole area gloomily.

It was unusually quiet in the forest. Occasionally, a few shrill cries reverberated in the treetops and broke the quietness.

At the end of the forest was a cliff.

Margaret crazily dashed through the woods, blowing a few frightened birds into the air from the treetops.

Sophia almost fell down several times. She loosed the reins and held the horse's neck in horror.

Wind blew the leaves around her ears, like the cold laughter of monsters on the ground. They were waiting, waiting for her soul to pass away together.

The forest was absolutely bleak and the light became bright. To the distance, she could see the end of the forest.

"Sophia --" a familiar voice sounded in the wind.

"Lucas, I am here --" she shouted, but the cliff was in front of her, and everything seemed to be out of control.

Margaret gave a shrill scream and slammed on the ground abruptly.

She closed her eyes desperately, thinking that she was smashed to pieces.

At this moment, a strong iron arm caught her from midair.

Sophia opened her eyes and saw herself and Lucas hanging on a cliff. Lucas held her with one hand and held a thick treetop with the other. His arm was cut by hard rocks when he jumped down. Blood fell down along the arm.

"Sophia, I'm here for you. Don't be afraid!"

"Lucas, you hurt your hand!" She was so scared that she had never felt so close to death.

"Don't worry. I won't let you go. Someone will come to save us soon." Lucas's tone was more determined.

All of a sudden, they heard the cracking sound above their heads.

Sophia raised her head and saw the branches cracked. They were too heavy for her.

Maybe she and he could only live one life.

And she was the only one who left.

He didn't expect that happiness would be so short.

He didn't expect that they couldn't grow old together.

Tears fell down from her eyes.

"Lucas, the vines are killing me. Let me go!" Her voice was full of desperation and the will to die.

Lucas' heart skipped a beat. "Sophia, look at me!" His tone was very serious.

She raised her eyes and looked at his deep eyes. He gave her a faint smile. "I love you, Sophia. I'm glad to marry you! No matter what happens, I will never let go of your hand. I will live with you forever. We will die together! "

Tears blurred her eyes. Sophia wanted to give back a smile, but she couldn't, "Lucas, I love you too, so I want you to live!" She broke free from his grip with another hand.

"Sophia!" His roar came over her head. "If you tear this hand apart, I will let it go. If you die, I will never live alone!"

"Lucas..." She shook her head desperately.

The cracks on the tree were wider. Lucas looked calmer.

"Sophia, no matter if we go to heaven or go to hell, we'll still be a couple!"

"Lucas, if you love me, live for me." She shook her head hard. It was not worthwhile to die for her.

"Without you, I'm a walking dead now." He gave her a faint smile, as if he was going to kill her, "if you do fall off, I'll hold you tight and we won't separate!"

"Lucas..." Her chest was blocked tightly by bitterness, and now she couldn't say anything but kept shaking her head and crying.

Just then, the trainer and the butler came over and tossed the rope at them.

When they arrived at the flat ground, she hugged him tightly. She would never leave him for the rest of her life.

On the way back, she was curled up in his arms, gently surrounded by his solid iron arms. With him by her side, she was no longer afraid even if she died.