Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 125

Leah thought Han’s explanation was rather unnecessary because they were no longer in a relationship that required one.

“Suit yourself!” said Leah before she returned to her room.

The commotion in the mud had alerted many villagers. They would not leave Han alone, even when Leah wanted to ignore him.

Especially someone like Gracia Perez. Her eyes sparkled when she saw Han.

Gracia was a hardworking person from a working-class family who had eyes like a hawk on any opportunity to climb the social ladder.

Han was the perfect embodiment of everything Gracia had dreamed of.

So, Garcia made up her mind the moment she set her eyes on Han: making Han her man.

Even though she did not know anything about Han’s background.

“Everyone, it’s late. Let’s go and rest,” said Alyssa.

Gracia bit her lips and looked at Han. “How about him? Where is he going to rest tonight?”

Alyssa kept her eyes on Han too, not because of his handsome outlook, but hoping Han would pull some strings for her.

Chief Welton was put on the spot. “Erm, we don’t have extra space for him.”

“How about this? If this gentleman does not mind, he can share a room with my son,” Alyssa quickly offered.

Everyone looked at Han.

Han nodded after weighing his chance to get closer to Leah if he stayed at Alyssa’s home.

“That’s it! Everyone had been working hard tonight. Sleep tight!” said Sunny.

Everyone cheered after hearing it before they went home.

Meanwhile, Leah did not sleep well. She was having nightmares, some about Han, others about Ian.

cold sweats when

bed, still disoriented from her

Serena mumble. “Are you awake? You were asleep talking in

at her phone. It was only

had five hours

anymore. So, she sighed and

into Han when she stepped out of her room. His wet shirt had dried up without

disoriented and shot a wary glare

shocked at

eyes were out of focus. His forehead was drenched in sweat,

last night. Who knew how long he had had

almost immediately and went to

a splitting headache when he woke up. He touched his forehead and realized he had a

he was newly married to Leah. She always worried excessively when Han had slight discomfort from a

do the same this

front of Leah’s

door. However, Leah seemed indifferent to

and annoyed. He tried to create a chance to reconcile, but Leah did not

the bathroom

and looked up. She found

to act cool, he was apparently

at him without a

to get irritated. “Why did

His voice croaked.

I care about you?” she

lied to me.” Han looked at Leah with an

I

own death to get away from me and

Leah found Han’s accusation

might have died in Han’s hands if she was

no say in my business. Leah Murray is dead,

but he could

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