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

seen at a small inn called

as she examined the

on the

had never left

room. She couldn’t sleep a wink all night because she kept

the next day

slightly as he looked

his hand to pick up the information he had gleaned from the investigation that was

I feel as if something isn’t right

……

room was quiet in the

was only one servant cleaning

stair railing, solemnly looking

was determined to track down Charlie and

deep breath and went downstairs, but on the last two steps, she cried out and

startled and rushed over to help

face was pale, her brows furrowed, and she gripped her ankle with a painful

my foot. Can you go to my room and bring

paused for a moment before saying, “I think

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

for a moment before gritting her teeth and said, “Okay.

she finished speaking,

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

would not try to escape, and

out of the

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

the Simple Point inn on the outskirts of the city forty

paid her fare and entered

At the front desk sat a middle-aged man with a potbelly. When he

named Charlie Parridge here?” Leah asked softly, suppressing her

man’s eyes grew wary as he

answer Leah’s question, instead asking tentatively, “What’s the

home. My mother instructed

was still not convinced by her

young lady in front of him looked very elegant, and a very indifferent demeanor.