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.”

and Leah were left in the room. He then put the tablet into his mouth before leaning down and pressing a kiss onto her

……

bed in a ward in the best hospital

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

check on him, Molly grabbed

“It isn’t anything serious

want to

at

is he like this? Is

clenched her fists and fell

was immersed in

never left his side in his fantasy. They had a child together and lived a fulfilling life. She would wait for his return every day and take

blissful and warm that Han felt reluctant to

three days and seemed as if

as he refused to eat or

Group was still awaiting his

remembered what the doctor

him to regain consciousness, find out why he passed out. Then, use it to wake him. He will only awaken if he finds his dreams wanting compared

the reason for Han’s

at the motionless Han, bit her lip, walked to his side, and spoke

Molly felt as though she were being repeatedly stabbed

mentioning

there was

of her felt happy. Was the reason for his coma

man’s eyelashes had begun to flutter when he heard Molly insisting, ‘She’s here. So, please wake up.’ He sighed and slowly

a split second before

He awoke after all.

her best to

on the other hand, dazedly scanned the ward,