Begging For A Reconciliation

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?

At this point, footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor.

Several people turned to look, and they were surprised to see Han and Molly.

Ron's rage surged 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 show up? Would Sarah be in there if it hadn't been for you?!"

Han pursed his lips, and the indifference in his eyes vanished in an instant.

After a while, he shook off Ron's grip and said coldly. "You have no right to talk to me."

Ron really wanted to punch Han and rip that haughty face off!

Leah, who had a pale face, was pushed outside by the medical staff as the emergency room's door finally opened at this precise moment.

"Ron. stop," Leah said weakly as she noticed Ron stal ing at Han with his teeth clenched, looking as if he was about to swallow him.

"This is a hospital. Don't stir up trouble."

Ron continued to give off a manic vibe, and liis body language remained aggressive.

However, when he heard Leah's words, he appeared to be instantly discouraged. He dashed over to Leah's side. Ron felt as if a large stone was pressed against his chest when he saw her lying on the hospital bed, all weak and pale.

"Are you alright? Do you experience discomfort elsewhere?" Ron inquired of Leah, concerned.

Leah shook her head.

Because of Ron's good looks, the nurse who was pushing her couldn't help but speak to him shyly, "Don't worry. She's all right.

All she needs is some rest, and she'll be fine."

Ron exhaled a sigh of relief when he heard that. Then, taking over from the nurse, he pushed Leah's hospital bed. saying, "That's good to hear. I'll push her. Can you tell me where her ward is?"

The nurse pointed him to a ward with enthusiasm.

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The hospital bed moved past Ian.

"Sarah..." said Ian. His words froze on liis lips as he looked at Leah.

"I'm fine," Leah said, turning her head and smiling weakly at him. "You go see Mrs. Sanders first."

Ian felt a tug at liis heart.

Even though Leah still smiled at him and spoke in the same gentle tones as before, he could see the nonchalance and estrangement in her eyes.

Wlien she looked at him in the past, he could tell that he was her entire world in her eyes.

He was no longer a part of her world.

In any case, Ron was the only person who could accompany her even if she were lying in a hospital bed.

Leah's hospital bed advanced a short distance and passed by Han.

Han pursed his lips, shuffled a little, then moved closer to her.

He'd only taken one step when he suddenly remembered that Molly was beside him. He had to force himself not to take another step forward.

Leah's face remained impassive.

She didn't even turn her head or glance at Han as she passed by.

She acted as if he didn't exist.

Han became aware of that, his hands clenching a little as a slight stuffiness crept into his chest.

The doctor pushed Mis. Sanders out shortly after Ron pushed Leah into the ward.

"Mom!" Ian rushed up to her and took her hand.

Mis. Sanders glared at him. Wlien she looked up and saw how many people were around her, she swallowed the words she was about to reprimand Ian!

"Bring me to the ward!" Mrs. Sanders huffed and panted.

Ian smiled awkwardly and pushed Mis. Sanders into the ward. Sasha and the others were quick to follow.

Mis. Sanders' face was crimson with rage in the ward. She gave Ian the death stare.

Wlien Ian saw Sasha, Molly, and the others who had anxiously followed him, he let out a sigh before saying, "Can you all please wait for me outside? I want to have a few private words with my mother."

"Yes, of course," Molly said, smiling.

Ian sighed and sat beside Mi s. Sanders after the three of them had left the ward.

"You ingrate! I'll refuse treatment if you don't heed my words and revoke the equity transfer agreement! Mrs. Sanders spoke in the pauses between her breaths.

"I don't want to hand over the Sanders family's assets to that woman's son!" she said, her eyes brimming with hatred.

"Ron is not that kind of person. Mom. He already told me he wants to give Sarah liis shares." Ian sighed and spoke up for Ron.

Mis. Sanders' brows were still knitted tightly as she remarked. "That's also unacceptable. Sarah, too, is an outsider."

"However. I can only leave the company to Sarah. She isn't the type to forget her roots. She'll surely treat you very well," Ian assured her earnestly.

Mis. Sanders gritted her teeth and questioned. "Then what about you? Why do you have to let the company's stock fall into the hands of outsiders?! What about all that hard work you've put in over the years?!"