Begging For A Reconciliation

“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.

shirt was drenched in her cold sweats

sat on her bed, still disoriented from her

heard Serena mumble. “Are you awake? You were asleep

her lips and looked at her phone. It

had five

back to sleep anymore. So, she sighed and got her

stepped out of her room. His wet shirt had dried up without a

and shot

at what she

cheeks were blushed, and his eyes were out of focus. His forehead was drenched in sweat, but his lips

Han caught a cold from the rain last night. Who

Leah retracted her glare almost immediately and

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

to Leah. She always worried excessively when Han had slight discomfort from

do

waited in front

finally waited until Leah opened the door. However, Leah seemed indifferent to his condition and

and annoyed. He tried to create a chance to reconcile, but Leah

the bathroom door, a

looked up. She found herself gazing into

cool, he was

looked at him without a

was starting to get irritated. “Why did

His voice croaked.

I care

lied to me.” Han looked at

I lied

me and to torture me with guilt. Leah Murray,

again, Leah found

Han’s hands if she

no strings attached. Also, you have no say in my business. Leah Murray is dead, so the marriage is annulled. I am Sarah White, who has no

deny it, but he could not find