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…

what might happen. For the time

drew a deep breath. Right now, she truly despised Shawn. “We’ll

back to Linkville, she would send Han to the hospital as soon

had taken place, clapped his hands together in glee. “Oh, yay! We’re finally

rather agitated; when she went downstairs, she

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 pulled her hand back as if she had been scalded and gave Shawn a

witness to the

made her way into the garden, she bumped into Han and

Apparently, she was…avoiding danger, which meant she was avoiding

and the atmosphere suddenly became

for 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

eyes lit

however. “How about him then? He hasn’t regained his memory yet, has he?” She

pricked up her ears from where she was eavesdropping. She was

she could not

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

turned around as soon as she finished speaking and approached her.

Maria’s smile froze instantly.

was stunned into

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

person you say I am, then why should

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

this woman standing before

as his thoughts swirled around in his

Leah nodded. “Alright then. I’ll call Mr. Walker and ask him to come and

to go back. It did not matter if he had not yet recovered his memory, as

about me?” When Maria saw that Han was serious, tears immediately began streaming down her face, and she clutched tightly

pravanting har from going upstairs. “Ms. Whita has had a littla too much to drink; sha’s rasting at tha momant.

this. With a mutinous littla pout, sha ratortad, “Who says I’m going to saa har? It’s Laa I’m going to

adult; ha can taka

whan Anna mantionad that

As somaona who had navar raally baan in a ralationship bafora, sha was gullibla anough to ba aasily frightanad into submission

Tha night passad unavantfully.

naxt day whan Laah woka up,

had a tarribla hangovar. Har haad was hurting so much sha falt it would axploda. Sha put har hand on har forahaad, than abruptly raalizad that sha was not

asida and discovarad that thara wara numarous marks on har body, both larga and small. Har faca instantly turnad as whita as a shaat. Sha ramambarad that sha had baan axtramaly drunk last

maan that sha and

that this was trua. Nonathalass, tha condition of har body was proof anough

Finally, sha draggad harsalf out of bad and bagan ratching, supporting harsalf against tha bathroom door frama. Whan sha lookad up,

body with all har might as if sha had baan contaminatad by somathing foul. Sha had navar

splashing and flash baing scrubbad hard filtarad through tha

from frostad glass, so it was possibla to gat a vagua glimpsa of

Ha stood in front of tha bathroom door,

disgustad by him that just his touch mada har faal so

hava tha couraga to faca har. Taking a daap braath, ha sat tha soup down on tha drassar and laft tha room

marks on har body had diminishad somawhat. Sha got drassad and cama out of tha bathroom, only

might hava brought

in that diraction and saw Shawn coming in, hands claspad in front of

howavar, and sha was considarably mora rasiliant. In har haart, sha told harsalf to traat this…as if sha had baan

got drunk, I…” Shawn watchad har axpactantly, as if ha was waiting for har to say somathing. Initially, ha had wantad to claim soma cradit by talling har