Begging For A Reconciliation

Everything was perfect during her time at the Howard residence, except for Han’s restriction of her mobility to the residence at all times.

Han promised to help her find Charlie, and she trusted him.

That man was perfect in every way—aside from the fact that he didn’t love her.

So four days had passed in that manner.

When Leah went downstairs to get some water one night and noticed that the standing floor lamp in the living room was still on, she subconsciously frowned and lightened her steps.

Leah went downstairs and noticed someone leaning on the sofa, which turned out to be Han.

He was leaning very still against the sofa, and he didn’t even notice when Leah came over.

After some hesitation, Leah approached him, intending to ask him if he had found Charlie.

Unexpectedly, when she walked over, she discovered Han had fallen asleep while leaning on the sofa.

She looked at him with a slight frown. There was a hint of eye bags, and his face appeared exhausted. He slept poorly, as evidenced by the deep furrows that had developed between his brows as he leaned against the sofa.

Leah sighed and hesitated for a moment before deciding it would be best to leave him alone.

She turned around, but as she did so, she caught sight of a stack of papers Han was pressing against the sofa’s corner out of the corner of her eye.

For some reason, when she looked at the stack of documents, her heart leapt.

She pursed her lips and paused only briefly before setting the cup in her hand down. She squatted down and carefully removed the stack of documents from his side.

Leah carefully examined the stack of documents.

However, the more she looked, the solemn her face became.

The information contained in the stack of documents was all about Charlie.

The information included his recent travels, his lodgings, the restaurants he frequented, and the bank from which he withdrew money.

Regardless of the details, the investigation had been thorough.

the more her hands trembled. She took a deep breath as she reached

at

examined the address

was located on the

had never left

She couldn’t sleep a wink all night because she kept thinking that

on the sofa the next day with

frowned slightly as he looked at the blanket draped over

reached out his hand to pick up the information he had

feel as

……

living room was quiet

one servant

stair railing, solemnly looking at the

track down

and went downstairs, but on the last two steps, she cried out and fell to

motion, she was startled and rushed over to help her,

brows furrowed, and she gripped her ankle with

foot. Can you go

paused for a moment before saying, “I think I’d better

“Are you worried that I’ll try to escape? Don’t worry. If I

a moment before gritting her

finished speaking,

up from the sofa, quietly apologized to the maid, turned around, and

and did not dispatch bodyguards to keep an eye

of the

memorized the address of the small inn on the document the night before, and as

front of the Simple Point inn on the outskirts of

her fare and entered the

of room are you looking for?” At the front desk sat a middle-aged man with a potbelly. When he saw Leah, he narrowed his eyes

me, do you have a guest named Charlie Parridge here?”

grew wary as

asking

father. After an argument with my mother, he ran away from home. My mother instructed me to go and look for him.” Leah flatly

still not convinced by her

from the fact that the young lady in front of him looked very elegant, and a very indifferent demeanor. She gave off the impression that she was from a