Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 41

Han glanced at Leah and he mumbled something. He seemed to be in a daze, and he did not recognize Leah.

Swaying a little, he staggered toward the pond. The short fence around the pond would not be able to stop him from falling into the pond.

A few steps before he reached the fence, Leah pulled him backward. Irritated, she sighed, “How much have you had to drink?”

Han paused and he sat down in the gazebo. He stared at Leah, perplexed. She could not tell what he was thinking. She was restless.

She took a deep breath. She was about to leave when Han grabbed her wrist. He was pulling her so hard she fell onto his lap, but he remained unmoved.

Not wanting to raise any suspicion should any White family member see them, she struggled to stand up. “Please let me go.”

Her pleas fell on deaf ears.

Han locked her arms behind her back, “Are you afraid of me?” Leah knew she had to try another way to escape. She tried to remain calm. “Why should I be afraid of you?”

He pressed on. “If you’re not afraid of me, why do you run away every time you see me?”

“I am not running away from you.”

“Yes, you are.”

“I’m not.”

said her name out of

heart skipped a

She let out a sigh. “Mr. Howard, you are drunk. I’ll call for

his head, “First, I

She would answer any question if it

he seemed less withdrawn.

guard, Leah broke out in a cold sweat. Does Han recognize me?

now, she couldn’t tell what

I used to know. She used to play the violin. You reminded me of her when

you don’t let go of grudges easily, do you?” She said

happy when he found out she was dead. “No, I don’t. Even if

heart sank. “Why do you hate

he staggered to his feet. He gazed at her. “You have beautiful eyes.

he meant. She was about to ask him when he blacked out and he fell toward her. She put him down on the bench in

what’s your passcode?” She tried to unlock his cell to call for his assistant, but Han was unconscious. She decided there was

a few steps before changing her mind. She could not leave him there. As she carried him

the living room, the party was already over. It was 11 p.m. and

alone with the unconscious Han in the living room. She had thought about leaving him in the living room, but

him down on the couch. She wiped his face with a hot towel like how she used to

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