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.

drenched in her cold sweats when she

on her bed, still

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

and looked at her phone. It was only

hardly had five hours

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

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

finally stopped being disoriented and shot a

at what she

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

Han caught a cold from the rain last night. Who knew how long he had had a

Leah retracted her glare almost immediately

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

married to Leah. She always worried excessively

might do the same

waited in front

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

a chance

to close the bathroom door, a hand blocked

up. She

though Han tried to act cool,

at him without a change of

irritated. “Why did you ignore

His voice croaked.

I care about you?” she

lied to me.” Han looked at Leah

had I lied to

faked your own death to get away from me and to torture me with guilt.

found Han’s

She might have died in Han’s hands

in my business. Leah Murray is dead, so the

deny it, but he

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