Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 368

Chapter 368

Chapter 368 Lost in the Moment

Han's voice was hoarse with lust.

Leah felt his burning body, and her cheeks turned red. She muttered, "I—I…"

He was not wrong, but she could not accept it.

She felt strange and embarrassed.

He seemed like he wanted to kill me the day before, and now he's so gentle with me.

"Since you don't want to use the toilet, we should do other things instead." He pinched her chin and forced her to look at him.

He hugged her from behind, and he kissed the corner of her lips. One of his hands was taking off her clothes.

She wanted to push him away, but he pinned down her hands.

At that moment, Han pressed her against the cold wall, and he raised her hands over her head. He then kissed her lips softly.

His kiss was gentle and soft, unlike previous ones. Leah fell for his gentleness; she stopped fighting back and unconsciously kissed him back.

Han froze when he realized that she had actually reacted to him. He looked at her cautiously, and he was getting more passionate.

It was as if she was his precious treasure in the world; he was being careful not to hurt her hands.

At that moment, he could not maintain his hateful acts toward her.

In an instant, Leah's clothes were completely taken off. She came back to her senses when she felt the coldness in the air.

She dodged Han's kiss, and she lowered her head. She did not want to let him see her flushed cheeks. "I-I... really have to use the toilet... you should go out first."

Anyway, her clothes were all taken off; it did not matter whether she was shy or not.

Just like he said, they had done all sorts of intimate things together.

Seeing her reddened cheeks, he did not want to let her hold back her pee. So he kissed her lips one more time before he left. "Okay, call me when you're done."

After using the toilet, she filled the bathtub with water to bathe.

Recalling what happened just now, she wanted to bang her head on the wall.

What was I doing? Reciprocating to his kiss?

She wanted to cover her face, but the gauze on her hands stopped her.

Leah did not come out of the bathroom after thirty minutes; Han anxiously opened the door, and he saw her lying in the bathtub.

He frowned and asked, "How do you plan to get dressed?" He carried her out of the bathtub and rinsed off the bubbles on her under the showerhead. After drying her with a towel, he dressed her and carried her back to the bed.

He seemed to be doing all of this naturally.

Leah was embarrassed, and she lost her words.

It's like we're not enemies tonight...

After some time, Han finished showering and got dressed. He heated the food one more time and brought it to her once more.

"Open your mouth." He scooped up a spoonful of warm mushroom soup for her.

Leah was dumbfounded to be taken care of by Han just now; seeing him wanting to feed her, she asked curiously, "Are you really Han?"

His face darkened, and he forced her to drink. "Of course I am; I thought you burned your hands only; is your brain burned too?"

She kissed me passionately just now, and now she's asking, "Who am I?

"Y-you.. you don't have to care about me, actually." She lowered her head and avoided looking at him.

Since you hate me this much... Why would you want to care about me?

"Stop talking nonsense and open your mouth." Han was in a good mood and too lazy to talk about unhappy things with her.

Leah could only obediently eat; she was falling asleep halfway through.

Han wanted to feed her more, but suddenly she laid on his shoulders and slept.

He stared at her for a long time, and he put aside the tableware and tucked her into the bed.

He slept next to her, and his heart was beating uncontrollably looking at her sleep.

He wanted time to freeze forever at this moment.

Leah's phone vibrated at that moment.

Seeing Donald's name on her phone, he almost thought that Leah had something with him.

He easily unlocked her phone with Carlotta's birthday.

"Ms. White, I found out that Anna was the culprit who harmed you in several incidents. I know I'm powerless against her, but I'll do everything in my power to protect you and Carlotta. Please don't be troubled by my actions. I'm not asking you for a romantic relationship like it's rumored. I just wanted to

repay your kindness to me."

"I know that I have always been a bad person, but please believe that I'm sincere to you."

Donald expressed his thoughts to her, but Han stopped reading. He turned off her phone and held her in his arms.

I really misunderstood her before this.

No wonder she's so depressed and disappointed at me back then...

Recalling that incident, his head hurt. He kissed her forehead and mumbled, "I'm sorry."

She slept soundly after so many months.

When she was awake, it was already afternoon.

She wanted to check on the time, but her bandaged hands restrained her moves.

She got up and wanted to look at the clock hanging in the living room, but a big hand pulled her back to the bed, and she fell into a warm and firm embrace.

"You... let me go, it's getting late, and I'm going to the studio..." She blushed thinking about what happened yesterday night.

She was anxious and devastated at the same time; her instinct thought that he was toying with her.

For a moment, she felt a headache in this situation.

He looked calm, and he held her waist naturally. "Look at your hand; what can you do now?"

She tried moving her hands, but the pain and numb sensations were too strong.

She lowered her head and leaned on his chest; she was silent.

Seeing her as sweet and obedient, Han's mood was lightened. "It's lunchtime; let's get up and eat."

He knew he would lose a simple and happy life like this soon.

He still dressed Leah after she woke up.

During lunch, Carlotta volunteered to feed her. "Mommy, I'm a big girl now! I can take care of you!"

Her cute voice melted her heart; she somehow felt sorry for Carlotta to be so sensible.

As an adult, she had to be sensible too.

"H-Hey… Can you feed me?" She looked at Han nervously.

She was not sure if he would help him again; she did not want to trouble Carlotta.

"I have a name." Han was overjoyed to see her asking for his help.

She called carefully, "Han…"

Carlotta was not happy when she addressed him. "Mommy, you're wrong; you should call Daddy your hubby!"