Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 382

Chapter 382

Chapter 382 Are You in Love With Me?

The police and many others, including Shawn, were all trying to catch Jackson. After all, the sudden bankruptcy of the White Group left many confused and needing answers from him.

But he seemed to have disappeared after the plan to kill Han failed.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the explosion at the West Street Commercial Building gradually became old news.

Leah sat on the bed with a thin cotton quilt covering her legs, flipping through a book. The bright sunshine outside could not dispel the chill in the air, and the gentle breeze blew many withered leaves off the trees.

Winter was approaching.

"Han…" It had been a long time since she had flipped through her book, and she murmured absentmindedly, "He's been silent for so long and hasn't contacted me. What exactly happened?"

Carlotta would video call her every day or occasionally come to see her with the butler's help.

"Mommy, what are you thinking about?" Carlotta's tender voice brought her back to reality.

Seeing that Ben had brought Carlotta to see her this time, Leah frowned slightly. "Where is Han?"

Since they met again, he had rarely disappeared so completely from her side. In addition to feeling a

sense of peace, she also felt a little anxious for no reason.

Ben respectfully said, "Boss has gone on a trip and is very busy."

Leah had had enough of this answer, and she was frustrated. "I got it. Please wait for Carlotta outside."

After Ben left, Carlotta climbed onto the bed and snuggled into her arms. "Mommy, you miss Daddy, don't you? I know that!"

Leah was slightly flushed as she remembered the entanglement between her and him. Her expression was complicated. "No, how have you been recently? Are you bored every day?"

She pinched the soft face of Carlotta.

Carlotta smiled sweetly and said, "I won't be bored. Uncles and aunties accompany me to read books, play games, and study daily. But it would be great if Mommy and Daddy could take me out to play someday."

Leah could not bear to see Carlotta feeling down and rubbed her head, saying, "Isn't it okay to have Mommy and Aunt Serena play with you?"

Indeed, there was an inexplicable closeness between blood relatives.

Even though Carlotta used to call Shawn "Daddy," she probably felt happier and more comfortable with Han now.

Carlotta pouted, saying, "Aunt Serena is great too, but I still want Daddy. We can go out and take a family photo. Other kids on TV all have family photos!"

Leah was speechless.

She could talk to Han and let Carlotta watch less TV.

"I don't know where he went. Mommy will take you out to play tomorrow." Leah took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions.

Now that Jackson and Han had disappeared, she had a bad feeling.

After all, Jackson wanted his life.

But everyone around Han said he was okay, so she did not want to ask too much.

"Mommy, you still have eight days left in the hospital, right?" Carlotta looked worriedly at Leah.

Leah waved her arm and said, "It's okay. I feel like I can leave the hospital tomorrow."

There was no bandage on her arm, and Hendrik's medicine was very effective.

However, she still had dozens of pale pink scars on her arm, which was shocking.

Carlotta would have been very willing in the past, but this time her attitude was unyielding. "No, Mommy. I've experienced staying in the hospital. It would be best to listen to the doctor and not run around. You must wait until your body is completely healthy before going out to play."

Embarrassed by Carlotta's teaching, Leah said, "Okay, I understand..."

At the same time, she felt great heartache for Carlotta, as she had endured more pain and suffering than people of the same age.

Even though she had not started kindergarten, her mind gradually matured.

Suddenly, the hospital room door opened, and Hendrik's slender figure walked in, holding some fruit and lunch.

"Leah, even children understand this principle. Why don't you?" His cold gaze swept towards Leah.

Leah was taken aback and felt even more uneasy as she turned her head away from Hendrik. "Um... but I feel like there's nothing wrong with me."

From the beginning, she had only suffered from external injuries. Now, she hardly needed any injections and was recuperating in the hospital.

"Is that so? Do you think you're more powerful than the doctor?" Hendrik stood beside her, his cold breath bringing a strong sense of oppression.

Even behind the mask, Leah could guess Hendrik had a cold expression.

She sighed lightly and compromised, "No, I'm just too immature. Thanks to Carlotta for stopping me..."

Hendrik had been coming every day these past few days. As they spent more time together, she felt

that he had the potential to be like a mother.

For example, right now, she had no appetite and did not want to eat, but Hendrik's voice turned cold again.

"Leah! Even if you don't cherish yourself, you must think of Carlotta."

The warm lunch box was opened and placed on the bedside table, and the tempting scent of food wafted.

Hendrik called a nanny to take care of Carlotta and then served her a bowl of rice, putting it into her hand. "Eat."

Leah could only sit down and, with a complicated expression, picked up some vegetables and put them in her bowl. "Don't call me by this name. There are too many people here. Call me Sarah White."

She did not know why Hendrik knew her name, but with his resources, it was not too difficult to figure out her past.

Leah did not think much about it.

It was just his words just now that made her almost mistake him for Han.

Whenever she angered Han, he would threaten her with these words.

As Leah ate her meal, she casually said, "Hendrik, you know everything about my past thoroughly, but after all this time, I still don't know what you look like."

He was too mysterious. From beginning to end, she only knew his name and gender.

Hendrik suddenly leaned close to her and spoke lowly, "What, do you want to know what I look like? Are you… in love with me?"

At this moment, Han did not know what he was feeling.

Even though Hendrik was himself, the mere thought of Leah admitting to falling in love with him made him feel restless.

The cold fragrance emanating from Hendrik made Leah's heart skip a beat. She tilted her head back, creating more distance between them.

"How could that be? My child is already so grown up. Love is something… I don't even consider it anymore," she replied with a hint of sadness.

Han looked at Leah deeply through his mask and asked, "Whom do you love?"

Leah scoffed and shook her head, looking out the window at the desolate autumn scenery. "It doesn't matter. In the end, those whom I love or who love me are just nothing."

Her slender figure appeared even more lonely against the autumn landscape.

Perhaps this was her fate, to love but never obtain it. Her entire life was bound by the word "love."

Han's heart suddenly clenched. "Then why have you been so concerned about Han's affairs recently? Could it be that you love him?"