Begging For A Reconciliation

“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.”

in the room. He then put the tablet into his mouth before leaning down and pressing a kiss

……

a hospital bed in a ward in the best hospital in Linkville. The anxious Molly

of doctors came and went. They would sometimes shake their heads or frown. Nevertheless, they all shared an expression of

check on him, Molly grabbed the doctor and

answered. “It isn’t

to wake

at Han

is he like this? Is it

her fists and fell

was immersed

his fantasy. They had a child together and lived a fulfilling life. She would wait for

so blissful and warm that Han felt

that way for three days and seemed as if he would

eat or drink and relied solely on IV fluids to maintain his bodily functions. If this continued, it would bring lasting

Group was still awaiting

and remembered what the doctor told

it to wake him. He will only awaken if

for Han’s collapse

at the motionless Han, bit her lip, walked to his side, and spoke with an unsightly expression, “Wake up, Han. Leah

as though she were being repeatedly stabbed with every word

kept mentioning Leah to

there

felt happy. Was the reason for

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

joy lasted only a split

He awoke after all.

finally awake, Han.” Molly tried her best to smile as she greeted

other hand, dazedly scanned the ward, empty save for himself