Begging For A Reconciliation
Chapter 207
Chapter 207
The sound of Sasha crying was as soft as a mosquito buzzing. She appeared to be extremely upset.
"Stop crying."
Ron shot a cold stare at her. looking as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
He was, after all, the leader of a gang. Sasha was instantly silenced by the murderous aura emanating from liis body.
She drew closer to Ian in fear, glanced cautiously at Ron. and whispered, "It's all your fault. Your mother would not have fainted if it hadn't been for you..."
Again glaring at Sasha, Ron sneered, "I don't lay hands on women, but that doesn't mean I'll put up with you."
Sasha's face blanched instantly, and she dared not speak again.
Ian sighed, looking at Ron apologetically, saying. "I'm sorry, Ron. You had absolutely nothing to do with this. I did this entirely on my own."
"I'm not the one to apologize to." Ron rolled his eyes, not looking at Ian. and added. "You made these two announcements in public. Sarah, not I, was the one who was humiliated. She is also the one who was pushed into the eye of the storm, not me."
Ian's face gradually turned pale. His lips quivered, and he seemed to have more to say, but in the end. he only let out a sigh.
Ron said without showing any emotion, "I don't care about your crappy company, either. Take back your equity transfer agreement."
Initially mired in self-recrimination, Ian was somewhat obstinate and firm in liis decision on this matter. "I won't ever take back what I said," he sternly proclaimed as he shook liis head.
"In that case, please give Sarah my shares. It makes no difference to me," sneered Ron. liis eyes narrowing with a glint of disdain in them.
Wlien Ian heard that, he was momentarily taken aback. Then a bitter smile appeared on his face.
Is Ron and Sarah's relationship already that steady?
The reality was that he was the one who had pushed her right into Ron's arms. He had wanted Ron to look after Sarah, but why couldn't he stop feeling jealous?
could be heard coming
to look, and they were surprised to see Han
as soon as he saw Han. He took a step forward and grabbed the front of Han's shirt, rebuking, "You still have the face to
pursed his lips, and the indifference in his eyes vanished in
a while, he shook off Ron's grip and said coldly. "You
really wanted to punch Han
who had a pale face, was pushed outside by the medical staff as the
stop," Leah said weakly as she noticed Ron stal ing at Han with his teeth clenched, looking as
is a hospital. Don't stir
to give off a manic vibe, and
Ron felt as if a large
discomfort elsewhere?"
Leah shook her head.
who was pushing her couldn't help but speak to him shyly, "Don't worry. She's all
is some
he heard that. Then, taking over from the nurse, he pushed Leah's hospital bed. saying, "That's
nurse pointed him to a
two ambled from the emergency room door
bed
on liis
turning her head and smiling weakly at him. "You go see
a tug at
spoke in the same gentle tones as before, he could
he could tell that he was her entire world
longer a
could accompany her even if she
hospital bed advanced a short distance and
a little, then moved closer
beside
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Begging For A Reconciliation series by Novelxo.com has been updated to chapter Chapter 207 .
In Chapter 207 of the Begging For A Reconciliation series,Leah Murray is a married pregnant woman who suffers from a recurring nightmare. Her husband, Han Howard, arrives home drunk and coldly informs her that his mistress, Molly Lamere, is coming to stay and that Leah needs to leave. Leah questions Han's request, and he tells her to have an abortion and leave. Leah is devastated and wonders why Han married her in the first place. While preparing lunch, Leah is comforted by Han's half-sibling, Shyanne Howard. Leah agrees to make Shyanne's favourite pumpkin soup but finds that the rocks in the garden have been moved...... Will this Chapter 207 author Novelxo.com mention any details. Follow Chapter 207 and the latest episodes of this series at Novelxo.com.