Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 376

Chapter 376

Chapter 376 Line Up

The phone was disconnected before Lucy could finish her sentence.

Leah was startled and assumed something had happened. She was about to call back but didn't want to get Lucy into trouble.

"You've heard it too. Let's go back..."

She worriedly turned her head to look at Han. Could Lucy have been caught red-handed for tipping her off?

Han was unconcerned about it. "Nothing will happen if I'm here," he said, his eyes cold with tenacity.

Leah pondered for a second, her forehead furrowed with apprehension. "Even though Jackson temporarily lost authority over the White Group, he should not be underestimated."

His position was no longer as prestigious as it once had been. He couldn't compete with Jackson and Shawn despite being the largest investor in Pasteria.

When Han saw her worried expression, he smiled sarcastically and asked, "Leah, have you ever regretted treating me like that?"

She had been ruthless with him, not even offering him a glimmer of hope before plunging him into the bottomless abyss.

"I'll give everything back to you one day..."

Although he was the first to act on vengeance, all of the subsequent tragedies that befell him were caused by her...

She owed him now, just as he had said.

"You will never be able to pay off your debts," Han said with a sneer and a cruel smile.

The seriousness of what she just said caused him to become flustered for no apparent reason.

Perhaps he wasn't even aware of it himself. He claimed to want retaliation, but in reality, he just wanted to keep in touch with her, refusing to cut off his only connection with her right now.

He ultimately ignored Leah's words and took her to the amusement park.

After parking the car, he pulled out his phone and took a picture of the amusement park, which he sent to Carlotta.

Leah just looked at him quietly from behind, taken aback by his rare display of tenderness. "Why do you...take Carlotta so seriously?"

"She's my daughter," Han said as he held up his phone to take photos.

His simple yet profound response caused Leah's heart to skip a beat, leaving her dazed.

Could he make a good father?

Their distance grew wider as she became absorbed in her thoughts.

His long legs allowed him to take longer strides. Leah's smaller steps made cutting through the throng and catching up with him challenging.

She simply went to the nearest railing to catch her breath.

Autumn in the amusement park brought the sweet scent of cotton candy. Visitors arrived in groups of twos and threes, and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves.

Her lone figure stood out in the crowd.

"Dad, Mom, let's go ride the merry-go-round..." The child smiled innocently, holding her parents' hands.

Leah envied that family of three for their seemingly perfect and content appearance. She wondered if she'd ever have the chance to see Carlotta so happy.

Probably not. All she could offer was motherly love.

Han turned around when he was done taking photos, only to find Leah gone. He turned to look for her, just in time to see her looking enviously at the happy family in front of her.

A wave of sadness came out of nowhere, surging through his veins and washing the melancholy to the surface of his consciousness.

Why did she make that face in front of him? Why did she appear so vulnerable and desolate in the autumn breeze?

"Just go play if you want."

Leah was jolted back into reality when a low, deep voice suddenly rang beside her.

She shook her head. Then, with a detached and polite tone, she said, "No, we're just here to put on a show. There's no need to take yourself so seriously."

Han became upset by her lack of enthusiasm, so he reached out and grabbed her arm, dragging her through the crowd and toward the carousel. "Then, since it's only an act, don't act so pitiful. Nobody will care."

"Go in!"

He dragged her to the spinning carousel. When Leah realized he was serious, she broke out in cold sweat and said, "No, thanks..."

"Stop talking! I don't want to see this face you're making now after playing!" Han cut her off impatiently.

They watched as a large group of angry people came toward them, as well as several park employees. Leah hid her face behind her hands and turned her head away.

"Hey! Who are you?! Just because you are handsome doesn't mean you can skip the line!"

"You still dragged that girl here when she doesn't even want to play! Forget it. If you want to play, get in

line!"

"Line up?" Han asked, looking coldly at the virtuous crowd.

He scoffed and pulled out his phone, ready to ask Ben to evict everyone from the amusement park.

The park attendant's flag happened to be in the way of his phone, preventing him from carrying out his plan. "Sir, please cooperate with everyone and join in the queue…"

They didn't know who Han was.

When Leah noticed that the air around him had become dangerously heavy, she quickly took his hand and left to avoid exacerbating the situation.

She bit the bullet and approached Han, whispering, "Never mind. Let's go line up..."

She had no idea what was going through his head—why he had insisted on dragging her to this ride.

Leah had thin skin and was too self-conscious to engage in such activities without children.

Han was immediately relieved of his anger by the warm, tender hands that were holding his.

His mood improved as he watched her hold his hand and felt unknown emotions spread throughout his heart.

Leah led him all the way to the end of the line. She was about to let go of his hand after exhaling a sigh of relief when she realized it was being tightly held. She was unable to free herself.

"Let me go..." she said, frowning at Han.

"Okay." Han released his grip, picked up his phone, and dialed Ben, saying, "Evict everyone from the amusement park..."

Leah grabbed the phone and cut off the call before he could finish.

"Evicting everyone from the amusement park is just too much of a commotion," she said, her expression conflicted as she stared at him. "I don't want today's incident to make headlines."

Whenever she became a popular topic, she would cause a slew of mishaps. She was afraid of incriminating those around her.

Han didn't say anything to her except to ask her to return his phone. "Give me my phone."

His handsome face was cold and devoid of emotion, making it impossible to tell what was going through his mind. Leah was afraid that he would kick up a big fuss, so she stubbornly put his mobile phone in her pocket for the first time and said, "No... If-If you want it back, let me go home, and you can be here by yourself…"

She still spoke with a slight tremble, facing the incredibly oppressive man before her.

She lowered her gaze, gradually losing hope in her heart.

She was going to stare him down, but in the end, she got scared and lost her gumption.

She would not let him cause a commotion today if she could help it. She would not allow him to use this method to retaliate against her while also affecting the lives of those around her.

Han didn't say anything, though, even after a long while. She raised her eyes suspiciously and noticed that the man beside her had completely ignored her and was standing quietly in line.

His unexpected good behavior surprised Leah, and as she was about to speak, Han's deep voice came first, saying, "Stretch out your hand."

Despite her confusion, Leah extended her hand.

Leah's pupils widened in horror as a hot, calloused big hand grabbed hers. "What are you doing?!" she exclaimed.

His cool fragrance and body temperature startled her, and she felt goosebumps all over her body.

Han simply gripped her hand tightly and sneered coldly, "You have my phone in your possession. What if you run away suddenly? I have important information on it."