Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 269

Chapter 269

Chapter 269 Alumni Relations

"Do you know who bought it?"

Leah felt that something was not right. Although her design draft was valuable, it could be worth up to one million.

"I don't know, and the auction house has rules. The buyer's information is confidential."

"Do you want to repurchase it?" Serena could not think of any other reason for Leah to ask about the buyer's information.

"No," Leah said. She was just curious about who spent a lot of money buying her design.

After chatting for a while, Leah hung up the phone. She then opened her computer and booked the best psychologist in Linkville for Han. It was said that this clinic's psychologists only served the upper class and charged by the minute.

Leah was amazed by the price, but she still clicked the reservation button for Han without hesitation.

The clinic was located in the central building of Linkville. Leah parked the car in the underground parking lot and pushed Han into the clinic.

The receptionist at the door checked Leah's appointment time and information before leading them to the consultation room.

Han had no expression, and his gaze fell on Leah's cheeks. He said slightly, "I'm fine."

Before coming here, he had already explained to Leah that there was nothing wrong with his mental state, but she was still worried.

Leah coaxed Han like a child and took him to the doctor's consultation room, saying, "I know, we'll treat it as a simple psychological consultation and just chat for a bit."

In the consultation room, the doctor in a white coat was sitting on the sofa, and he was surprised when he saw Han at the door. He quickly concealed his expression.

"Hello, Mr. Warner," Leah said. She had already learned about the doctor's background online.

Austin Warner's gaze fell on Leah, saying, "It's inappropriate to have strangers present during the consultation process."

The meaning of his words was clear, and he wanted Leah to leave.

Leah looked at Han, seeing his affirmative expression. She reluctantly let go of his hand and left the room.

The softness on Han's face went away as soon as the door to the consultation room shut, and he returned to his usual cold and distant look.

"I'm not sick," he said bluntly, stopping Austin from saying anything else.

Austin pursed his lips and spoke after a pause, "Actually, many patients with psychological problems are unaware that they are ill."

Han looked at the business card on the table and picked it up. The card had Austin's contact information and some awards he had received in the past.

"You studied at the Psychology Department of Beaumont University," he said.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Austin was proud when he mentioned his alma mater. The Psychology Department of Beaumont University was famous nationwide.

"I also studied there," Han said coldly.

Austin was taken aback, and after staring at Han for a long time, he finally remembered that he and Han were alumni.

After Han introduced himself, Austin almost believed that he was okay. He had forgotten that Han was not only a legend in the business world but also a top performer in other industries.

Austin licked his lips, embarrassed, "We were classmates."

Leah left the consultation room after almost 30 minutes of waiting. When the door opened, she eagerly approached and asked, "How is it?"

Austin was uneasy and said, "His mental state is very good."

He did not tell Leah about his relationship with Han.

Leah could not believe it. She had seen Han lock himself in a room and not eat or drink anything.

"When a person falls suddenly from a high place, there is always a psychological gap," Leah asked again.

Austin's expression turned serious, and he replied, "What do you think?"

After confirming that Han's mental state was fine, Leah planned to leave with him.

When they reached the door, a nurse ran out after them, holding out a bill and saying, "Ms. White, this is your consultation fee."

Without waiting for Leah to react, the nurse ran back.

Staring at the money in her hand, Leah was a bit absent-minded and did not understand what it meant.

Han said coldly, "There is a rule in the clinic. If there is no problem, the consultation fee will be fully refunded."

Leah put the money into her pocket. She hooked her lips and revealed a smile.

Han was fine. It was the best news she had received today.

"You seem very happy," Han said, looking at the smile on Leah's lips, feeling curious.

"Of course, I'm happy you're okay," Leah said, and her steps became lighter.

Looking at the park before her, she suddenly realized that she had not gone out for a walk with Han for a long time. "Shall we go to the park ahead and take a walk?"

She turned to Han and asked. He nodded in agreement.

Leah pushed Han into the park.

The sky was a deep blue, endless, and without a single cloud. The park was filled with children laughing, and Leah was infected by their joy and felt relaxed.

"Let's come here often in the future. What do you say?" she suggested.

"There's a sketching area. Let's go check it out," she added, noticing a young man with an easel in the corner of the park, drawing with a brush.

After getting Han's permission, Leah pushed him over there. Many people were around, and Leah's gaze fell on the young man's canvas, frowning.

"This painting isn't very good," she remarked. She rarely comments on other people's art, but today the young man's painting was lackluster.

Sitting on a wooden chair, the young man heard Leah's disdainful comment and put down his brush,

scanning the crowd.

"Who said that?" the young man challenged, and the people around them looked at each other.

"What's wrong? You have something to say, but not to me?" Leah stepped out of the crowd and said, "It was me."

The young man looked at Leah with disdain. "What gives you the right to criticize my painting? Do you even know anything about art?"

"I don't know much," Leah shrugged.

The young man glared at her and said, "If you're so great, try painting it yourself. If you paint it well, I'll give you all my earnings today."

Leah looked at Han, then at the people around them, sensing their amusement.