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.

her cold sweats when

her bed, still disoriented from her

mumble. “Are you awake? You were asleep

her lips and looked at her

five hours

anymore. So, she sighed and got her clothes for

stepped out of her room. His wet shirt had dried

disoriented and shot a

shocked at what she

of focus. His forehead was drenched in sweat, but his lips

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

almost immediately and went to

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

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

do the same this

waited in front of

Leah seemed indifferent to his

tried to create a chance to reconcile, but Leah did not care at

Leah was about to close the bathroom door, a hand

up. She found

cool, he

looked at him without

get irritated. “Why

His voice croaked.

was amused. “Why should I care about

lied to me.” Han looked

I lied to

your own death to get away from me and to torture me with guilt. Leah Murray,

Leah found Han’s

might have died in Han’s hands if she

We went our separate ways with 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 relation

tried to deny it, but he could not

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