Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 266

Chapter 266 Promise

"Are you going back to the villa or...?"

Ben's unfinished choice was about Leah. Last night, he received a call from Han at Leah's apartment.

He also had a general understanding of what had happened. Mr. Howard had lost everything because of Ms. White. Naturally, Ms. White had an obligation to take care of him. Everything made sense but leaving without saying goodbye was heart-wrenching.

According to Ms. White's personality, she would find Mr. Howard.

Han looked at the missed call on his phone screen, his gaze deepening.

He thought Leah would care for him and keep him by her side only out of guilt. Now that he was gone, why was she frantically looking for him? He was a little confused.

After a while, he spoke.

"Take me back."

The night passed, and Leah looked at the clock pointing to eight. After putting on her shoes, she planned to go to the police station to report the case.

Serena pulled her back. "Miss, you haven't slept all night, nor have you eaten. Let's have breakfast before we go to the police station."

She still could not bear to see her best friend suffering so much and began to blame Han for leaving without saying goodbye.

"No, I have to go to the police station now. Time is life. The earlier we report, the earlier the police can start searching for Han, and the higher the chance of finding him."

She could not let Han wait for her.

Serena gave Leah a helpless look. After glancing at her stomach, she said in a deep voice, "Even if you don't eat, your baby in your belly needs to eat."

Leah's pregnancy was already difficult. If she was not eating, drinking or sleeping would easily cause fetal distress.

The baby in her belly seemed to have heard Serena's words and started protesting. Leah suddenly felt a pain in her lower abdomen. Her face instantly turned pale. She held her belly and sat on the sofa.

"I just said it so casually. How could this happen?"

Serena looked worriedly at Leah sitting on the sofa and quickly took out her phone to call for an ambulance.

"Don't worry."

The pain disappeared quickly, and Leah knew her baby had kicked her.

It had been many days, and this was the first time she had truly felt her child's existence.

Leah raised her hand to stop Serena, and her beautiful eyes were filled with exhaustion.

"Didn't you say you made breakfast? Give me something to eat."

After a simple breakfast, the two of them left the apartment. As soon as they reached the bottom of the building, Leah caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

After the initial surprise and shock, the rest was anger. Leah stomped to Han's wheelchair, her beautiful eyes filled with rage.

"Why didn't you answer my call? Don't you know how worried I was?"

Han looked at the tears in Leah's eyes and felt a slight pain in his heart. Leah did not like him. Why was she so sad now?

"My phone was out of battery."

As he spoke, Han took out his phone.

Leah reached out to take the phone, wanting to smash it on the ground, but she resisted the impulse and threw it directly at Han. She then walked into the apartment building with a stern face.

Han felt a panic in his heart and looked back at Ben.

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Serena stood at the entrance of the apartment building with a cold face. "I used to call you Mr. Howard out of respect. I won't call you that anymore from now on. Han Howard, do you know how worried you made Cindy when you left without a word? You should stand up where you fall if you're a man."

Han's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke coldly, "Thank you for reminding me."

After Leah angrily stormed upstairs, she did not close the door tightly but left it slightly ajar. When Han saw the partially open door, he felt much happier for some reason. He asked Ben to go back first and pushed his wheelchair into the apartment himself.

"Are you angry with me for leaving without telling you?" a cold voice echoed in the room.

Han did not understand why Leah would be angry. Shouldn't she be happy? After all, she was finally rid of a burden and wouldn't have to be so tired anymore.

Leah turned around, almost showing anger on her face. "Didn't you already leave? Why did you come back?"

"You want me to leave," Han frowned, and coming back seemed like a mistake.

Before he could finish his sentence, he turned his wheelchair to leave.

However, Leah rushed towards him and hugged him before he could even reach the door. The next moment, his back was wet with warm liquid.

Leah choked out, "I didn't want you to go, but leaving without telling me made me worried and scared. Can you not do that again next time?"

One day and one night of being lost and alone made her very distressed, but the fear of Han getting into trouble made her even more distressed.

She apologized in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you earlier. I was just too upset."

Now that Han was patient, she could not upset him.

Han straightened his back and looked at the apartment's door.

"Can you not do that again next time?"

Leah, who asked the question, was confused, afraid that she might not get the answer she wanted.

Han's deep gaze and thin lips parted. "I won't do that again in the future. Don't cry."

Leah wiped the tears from her face. She knew that Han was a man of his word, and he would not leave without repeating goodbye.

"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat," Leah said as she headed to the kitchen before Han could respond.

After a busy time in the kitchen, a simple meal of three dishes and one soup appeared on the table.

Leah pushed Han to the table and brought him utensils.

Han glanced at the food and noticed three of the four dishes were his favorites.

Leah had not eaten a proper meal in a day and night, but she did not pick up her chopsticks immediately. Instead, she noticed Han's reaction and frowned, urging him to eat. "Why aren't you eating? Is it not to your liking?"

Han had never liked her cooking, and Leah's eyes dimmed at the thought.

"If you don't like it, we can order the food delivery," she said, realizing that she had not thought things through.

After all, Han used to eat only the finest food at five-star hotels. How could he possibly like home- cooked meals?

Han took hold of Leah's hand carrying a plate and gazed at her tenderly. "I like it. I like anything you cook."

As they looked at each other, Leah's heart fluttered.