Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 108

Ian carried Leah back to the White residence. Mr. Ryan had already brought his entourage along and was waiting for them.

“How did this happen?” Mr. Ryan searched the bruised and lifeless Leah and frowned.

He expected something like this but he didn’t think it was this bad.

Ian sighed and gave Mr. Ryan a brief explanation. He cautiously asked when he finished, “Will she really be alright?”

“She’s not going to die,” Mr. Ryan said placidly. “The Pseudocide is taking effect. Her organs will shut down to protect themselves. It can, to a certain degree, reduce the internal damage done to her.”

Ian sighed in relief when he heard that Leah would survive.

“And, the antidote?” Mr. Ryan glanced up at Ian.

Leah, this fool, trusted him so much that she had handed him the antidote that could save her life.

Ian smiled and hurriedly fished out a glass bottle from the bag, poured out the black pills inside, and handed them to Mr. Ryan.

He took them and fed the pills to Leah but since she was unconscious, she simply could not swallow them.

They were now in a difficult position. If she failed to take the antidote, the damage done to her body would only get worse with every moment that passed.

“You, the Sanders boy. Come.” Mr. Ryan passed the medication in his hand to Ian. “You feed her.”

Ian stared at the bottle in his hand in disbelief and asked, “How?”

Mr. Ryan glared at him with great hatred and spoke through gritted teeth, “Use your mouth, of course. How else are you going to do it? She’s not able to swallow the tablets otherwise!”

Ian felt bashful as he processed Mr. Ryan’s words. His eyes fell on Leah’s lips. In that short moment, the pills in his hand felt as though they were burning coals.

“Stop being absurd. Delaying it for too long will bring her harm.” Mr. Ryan urged. Noticing how skittish Ian was acting, he got up and walked out. “Hurry it up.”

the tablet into his mouth before leaning down

……

on a hospital bed in a ward in the

of doctors came and went. They would sometimes shake their heads

to check on him, Molly

fainted due to stress,” the doctor answered. “It isn’t anything serious but he doesn’t want to wake

want to wake

at Han and

he like this?

fists and

meanwhile, was immersed in

life. She would wait for his return every

dream was so blissful and warm that

three days and seemed as

do. She could only watch as he refused to eat or drink

Group was still

grew desperate and remembered what the doctor

regain consciousness, find out why he passed out. Then, use it to

for Han’s

to his side, and

Molly felt as though she were being repeatedly stabbed with every word that

kept mentioning Leah to

yet, there was

of her felt happy. Was the reason for

flutter when he heard Molly insisting, ‘She’s here. So, please wake up.’ He sighed and

lasted only a split

He awoke after all.

Han.” Molly tried her best

the other hand, dazedly scanned the ward,

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