Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 246 The Danger is Near

“Mr. Ford, get in the car.” Mr. Carling opened the car door.

Shawn held Leah’s hand tightly, shook his head, and was reluctant to get in the car. “I want Beautiful Sister comes together with me.”

Leah drew back her arms, but Shawn gripped tighter. From a man’s point of view, it was clear what Shawn was looking forward to.

Mr. Carling, an exceptionally stern, darkened gaze, said, “Mr. Ford, most probably Ms. White has something to do, and you can look for her another day.”

However, Shawn held Leah’s hand and was unwilling to release her.

Leah was touching Shawn’s crown gently with hesitation. “I can send you home, but there’s a condition attached.”

Shawn winked his eyes and stared at Leah in doubt.

Upon this, Leah continued to say, “You don’t go anywhere as you like. Please get Mr. Carling to call me if you want to see me.”

Shawn’s heart trembled and smiled stiffly, but he was well in covering up his feeling.

This woman was foolish, and no wonder she fell for Han Howard. Not only that, she was in bad taste for selecting Han.

Later, Shawn got into the car, and she followed him.

On the road, Shawn elaborated various topics, including good food and games available at the Ford residence, in his effort trying to distract Leah.

Leah wasn’t bothering. Since Shawn was too passionate, Leah attended to him reluctantly with one or two words.

When the car had stopped, Leah wanted to get down but found Shawn holding her hand.

“It’s time for me to go home,” Leah explained.

Shawn didn’t speak but pulled Leah into the villa.

The childish expression faded on his face, and his dark eyes turned into cold gazes, and he signaled to the men behind while the courtyard door was slowly closing.

When facing each other with Shawn, Leah was clear and understood suddenly. Shawn wasn’t in memory loss.

With a cautious look, Leah calmed herself in time and intuitively covered her belly with her hands. "What're you going to do?"

Was it because Shawn knew that the baby belonged to him?

Leah’s heart sank gradually. If Shawn wanted the child in her belly, she couldn’t counterweight him.

Having seen that, Shawn crossed his legs and sat on the couch while scrutinizing Leah. “It's fine, don't worry. You know, why don't you stay here a few day and be my companion.”

In the beginning, Shawn disagreed with Jackson Lamere’s plan. But it was his ultimate wish to witness Han's failure.

“What do you mean?” Leah breathed a sigh of relief as if he did not know the truth.

“Send Ms. White upstairs.” Shawn didn’t explain but instructed his man beside him.

Leah’s expression was frozen, staring the maid at her side furiously.

“Please be obedient, so you won't suffer as much. I can't guarantee what will happen next, you know.” Said Shawn.

“You scumbag!”

Shawn pursed the corner of his mouth, stood up, and stepped forward to Leah; he raised his hand to pick up Leah’s cell phone easily.

Subsequently, Leah shrank her gaze and followed the maid went upstairs.

Shawn switched off the phone abruptly and threw it aside while Jackson walked out from a corner of the house.

“Give me the phone.” Jackson stretched his hand.

“No rush, and wait for longer.”

Before the failure of Han Howard, Shawn wanted him to be torturous.

Jackson inquired in a stern tone, “Waiting for what?”

Jackson was harmed by Han. He lost everything and could not return home; seeing the opportunity for revenge in his eyes, he had the great desire to turn Han similar to him.

Shawn cheered, and his voice turned to relax. “Slow down. It’s a bonus for him if asking him to come now.”

Shawn competed with Han for so long, and it was time to resolve it.

In the hospital, Charlotte awakened, and slowly the indicators in her body started to back to normal.

Charlotte was lying in the patient’s bed, in her husky voice, “Daddy, mommy.” Molly breathed out in relief, approached her, and embraced her tightly.

Han accompanied Charlotte patiently in watching television for a while, and a kid who had undergone surgery would quickly be fallen asleep soundly.

Upon this, Han switched off the television and covered Charlotte with a quilt attentively; he then closed the door and walked out of the ward. Molly was tagging him out without further delay.

It was not easy to have Han stay back, and Molly was not about to let him go just like that. “Han, it’s already late at night. Where are you going?”

Although Han had warned Molly countless times about not gauging the affairs, it fell on deaf ears.

Han didn’t stop his steps. He walked into the elevator and disappeared from Molly’s eyesight.

Molly darkened her eyes, and it was the same as before. She couldn’t see herself in Han’s eyes.

It was the crack of dawn when Han arrived the Rose Bay. He pushed the bedroom door, it was empty inside.