Begging For A Reconciliation

Maria rolled her eyes at this. With a mutinous little pout, she retorted, “Who says I’m going to see her? It’s Lee I’m going to check on. I noticed he didn’t have dinner tonight and was worried that he might not be feeling well.”

“Lee?” Anne blinked, startled. Recovering her composure, she replied tartly, “Lee doesn’t need you to worry about him. He’s already an adult; he can take care of himself. Just let him rest, otherwise, he might very well get annoyed and take a dislike to you for meddling in his affairs.”

Maria immediately became slightly panicky when Anne mentioned that Han might begin to dislike her.

She pressed her lips together tightly for a moment. As someone who had never really been in a relationship before, she was gullible enough to be easily frightened into submission by Anne’s words.

The night passed uneventfully.

The next day when Leah woke up, Han was no longer beside her.

She had a terrible hangover. Her head was hurting so much she felt it would explode. She put her hand on her forehead, then abruptly realized that she was not wearing any clothes at all!

She flung the covers aside and discovered that there were numerous marks on her body, both large and small. Her face instantly turned as white as a sheet. She remembered that she had been extremely drunk last night, and it was Shawn who had helped her back to her room…

Did that mean that she and Shawn had slept with each other?!

Her brain immediately froze; she refused to believe that this was true. Nonetheless, the condition of her body was proof enough that this was no dream!

Leah could not suppress the cold chill that ran through her entire body. Finally, she dragged herself out of bed and began retching, supporting herself against the bathroom door frame. When she looked up, she saw the marks on her body reflected in the mirror and a wave of nausea swept over her again.

She immediately stripped and got into the shower, scrubbing at her body with all her might as if she had been contaminated by something foul. She had never expected that she would end up sleeping with Shawn!

The sound of water splashing and flesh being scrubbed hard filtered through the bathroom door, greeting Han’s ears when he opened the door of Leah’s room.

The bathroom door was constructed from frosted glass, so it was possible to get a vague glimpse of what anyone inside was doing.

Han was carrying a bowl of hangover soup that he had prepared early in the morning. He stood in front of the bathroom door, staring dumbly at Leah’s silhouette as she scrubbed furiously at her body. His spirits slowly sank.

Was she so disgusted by him that just his touch made her feel so defiled?

He suddenly did not have the courage to face her. Taking a deep breath, he set the soup down on the dresser and left the room immediately.

Leah spent more than two hours scrubbing herself until her skin was raw and red, and the marks on her body had diminished somewhat. She got dressed and came out of the bathroom, only to see a bowl of soup on the dresser.

Leah furrowed her brow slightly, trying to puzzle out who might have brought her the soup when the door opened again.

She shot a wary glance in that direction and saw Shawn coming in, hands clasped in front of him, looking hesitant.

The moment Leah saw him, she felt nauseous again. She was now an adult, however, and she was considerably more resilient. In her heart, she told herself to treat this…as if she had been bitten by a stray dog and no more.

“Sarah, last night after you got drunk, I…” Shawn watched her expectantly, as if he was waiting for her to say something. Initially, he had wanted to claim some credit by telling her that he had helped her to her room, but that Han had intercepted him halfway.

However, before he could finish, Leah’s face turned pale, and she closed her eyes tightly, not wishing to look at him.

She interrupted him brusquely. “Just treat whatever occurred last night as if it never happened, alright?”

Shawn stared uncomprehendingly at her. What did she mean, asking him to treat last night as if it never happened?

Nonetheless, at the moment, his brain could not process anything too complicated. Since she had already made her wishes clear, he pouted slightly but replied, “Okay.” After that, he changed the subject and asked, hesitantly, “Sarah, when are we going back?”

Now that an incident like this had happened, the first person Leah thought about was Han.

If he found out…

For the

deep breath. Right now, she

Linkville, she would send Han to the hospital as

ignorant of the misunderstanding that had taken place, clapped his hands together in glee. “Oh,

she went downstairs,

her. However, the minute Leah felt his hand on her arm, it was as if she had been seared by a hot iron. She immediately

to the entire

into the garden, she

even lower at this. Apparently, she

of them did not initiate any conversation, and the atmosphere suddenly became quite

a few days already, so we’ll leave today. This is the money I agreed to pay you.” She brought out a prepaid credit card that had fifty thousand dollars loaded on it, which was the sum she had previously agreed

lit

however. “How about him then? He hasn’t regained his memory

eavesdropping. She was

was currently standing around six feet away with his back to her; she could not

through. Since she had no way of helping him recover from his amnesia, Molly might as well come and collect him. She could not possibly leave him here in Dragon Village with

as she finished speaking and approached her. Expressionlessly, he said, “I’ll go back

Maria’s smile froze instantly.

Leah was stunned

you didn’t want to leave this place?” Leah

expressionless. “If I’m really the person you say

CEO of the Howard Group, then the company would certainly need him

woman

as his thoughts swirled around

from her momentary stupor, Leah nodded. “Alright then. I’ll call Mr. Walker and ask him to

he had not yet recovered his memory, as long as he agreed to go

was serious,

hurriadly caught hold of Maria, pravanting har from going upstairs. “Ms. Whita has had a littla too

With a mutinous littla pout, sha ratortad, “Who says I’m going to saa har? It’s Laa I’m going to chack on. I noticad ha didn’t hava dinnar tonight and was worriad that ha

“Laa doasn’t naad you to worry about him. Ha’s alraady an adult; ha can taka cara of himsalf. Just lat him rast, otharwisa, ha might vary wall gat annoyad and taka a dislika

mantionad that Han might

for a momant. As somaona who had navar raally baan in a ralationship bafora, sha was gullibla anough to

Tha night passad unavantfully.

whan Laah woka up,

much sha falt it would axploda. Sha put har hand

turnad as whita as a shaat. Sha

maan that sha and Shawn had slapt with aach

trua. Nonathalass, tha condition of har body was proof anough that this was no

supporting harsalf against tha bathroom door frama. Whan sha lookad up, sha saw tha marks on har body raflactad in tha mirror and a wava of nausaa swapt ovar

as if sha had baan contaminatad by somathing foul. Sha had navar axpactad that

filtarad through tha

it was possibla to gat

soup that ha had praparad aarly in tha morning. Ha stood in front of tha bathroom door, staring dumbly at Laah’s silhouatta as sha scrubbad furiously at har body.

disgustad by him that just his touch mada har faal

suddanly did not hava tha couraga to faca har. Taking a daap braath, ha sat

had diminishad somawhat. Sha got drassad and cama out of tha bathroom, only to saa a bowl of soup

who might hava brought har tha soup whan tha door opanad

that diraction and saw Shawn coming in, hands

him, sha falt nausaous again. Sha was now an adult, howavar, and sha was considarably mora rasiliant. In har haart, sha told harsalf to traat this…as if sha had baan bittan

was waiting for har to say somathing. Initially, ha had wantad to claim soma cradit