Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 402

Chapter 402

Chapter 402 Why Should I Comfort Him

Shawn's question stung Leah's heart.

There was a glimpse of embarrassment in her clear and beautiful eyes. Leah struggled to withdraw her wrist and she said, "I don't love him."

Those simple words caused the atmosphere in the office to fall silent. Shawn's stern expression softened a lot. He leaned closer to lean next to her ear and said ambiguously, "Sarah, since you don't love him. You shouldn’t bother with his affairs. Why don’t you come back to me?"

Leah felt his scorching breath on her neck. It made her feel very uncomfortable as she struggled. She said, "Shawn, I should have told you before that, the relationship between us…"

At this moment, the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of a slender figure standing silently by the office’s door. This man was wearing a black suit, and his face was expressionless. The deep and cold looks in his eyes made Leah shiver in fear.

It’s Han? When did he get there?

Following her gaze, both Shawn and Serena saw Han.

Han walked over with a sneer. He pulled Leah's hand away from Shawn's grip and held her hand himself. Han said, "Mr. Ford, are you still in the mood to talk about the heart’s matter here?"

His nonchalant words evoked a strong sense of oppression. Leah was shocked by the icy temperature

of his hand, she asked, "How did you get here?"

She wondered, did he hear what I just said?

Shawn's cold gaze fixed on Han's face, and he burst out laughing. He stated, "As everyone knows, Sarah is my wife."

He grabbed Leah's other arm.

Leah was caught in the middle. She felt like she was unable to make any of them happy. She felt both panicked and anxious about the progress of things. Leah looked to Serena for help.

When their eyes met, Serena finally snapped out of the dramatic scene where two men were fighting over one woman. She walked up to the trio with a stern look on her face and saved Leah from both men.

Serena said, "If you two have something to discuss, please do it on your own. Sarah doesn't have time to deal with you two."

Seeing the two extraordinary men face off due to her friend, Serena was greatly amazed. She used to see Donald and Ron pestering Sarah, but she never thought she would witness a showdown between two top dogs like this.

She escorted Sarah to the upstairs lounge.

Then, she closed the door for her and gave her heartfelt advice, "Sarah, why don't you choose a

partner so they won't keep bothering your life? If you don't love Han or Shawn, then Mr. Hendrik seems like a good choice. By the way, don't believe Shawn’s crap. There's no way Mr. Hendrik and Han could be the same person!"

Leah rubbed her sore wrist, which was hurting after those two grabbed it. She felt a throbbing headache. She doubted that those two were the same person, nor did she want to believe it. These kinds of photos could be faked. Therefore, she doubted it was genuine.

However, she still had a strange sense of something feeling off in her heart. After all, the similarities between Han and Hendrik were far too many.

She also remembered Hendrik's words, that he would show her anytime if she wanted to know what he looked like. If Hendrik were Han, he wouldn't have the confidence to say something like that.

With a loud bang coming from the downstairs office, Serena worriedly went back to check on the situation.

"If you two need to talk things out, please take it outside. Don't make a scene in our studio!"

As Serena’s figure gradually disappeared, Leah wearily lay down on the soft bed. She closed her eyes to recuperate. There had been way too many things happening recently—so many that she had a hard time catching her breath.

The door to the lounge suddenly opened. She ignored it because she mistook it for Serena. She only came back to her senses until the bed began to sink and a shadow engulfed her. Her nose was flooded with the smells of a cool and pleasant fragrance.

She opened her eyes abruptly and fell into the deep and cold black eyes of Han.

Han propped his body on top of her, their distance and posture were ambiguous.

"Move aside…"

Leah's heart skipped a beat. She averted her gaze uncomfortably. She unconsciously sweat profusely. Her hand was held by a cold and large hand the next moment.

A deep and pleasing voice was heard, "Leah, is there something you want to say to me?"

Leah met his gaze following his inexplicable question. She lightly furrowed and said, "Not really."

He seems a little out of character today. Normally, he would humiliate me when he saw me with Shawn.

Lean felt the cold temperature from Han’s palm. She moved her lips but could not voice what was in her heart.

Why was his hand feeling so cold? Never mind, he would claim that I’m in love with him again, if I show that I’m worried about him.

"Shawn told you that Hendrik and I are the same person. What do you think?"

He continued to maintain the same position above Leah. His expression was indifferent.

"I don't buy it."

Han burst into laughter. He stood up by the bed and said, "Let’s go home."

He left the room afterward. Leah looked at his tall figure with a complicated look in her eyes, but she caught up with him.

She was surprised that he wasn’t mad today. Leah didn't want to provoke him either. They sat in the back seat of the car and looked at the night scene in silence.

Soon, they arrived at Villa Victoria. They entered the house one after the other.

Carlotta demanded Leah hug her for a while, and after that she asked Han to give her a hug too. She wondered, "Daddy, why are you feeling so cold? Did you catch a cold?"

She was held in Han's arms. The girl worriedly reached out to touch his forehead.

Han's cold gaze flickered for a moment, and he said, "I’m alright. Carlotta, you should go to bed early."

He put the little girl down and went back to his room all by himself.

Carlotta watched as Han’s figure walked away for a long time. Then, she ran up to Leah and grabbed her hand. She pulled her toward Han's room and said, "Mommy, Daddy doesn’t seem happy. You should go and comfort him."

Leah experienced a tightening in her chest. She immediately declined, saying, "He's just too preoccupied with work, Carlotta. He isn't upset. Let's go, I'll tell you a story. You need to get ready to go to sleep."

He might be depressed, but why should I comfort him? He has never been short of women around him, he doesn’t need me.

Carlotta pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction. She said, "Mommy, you just don't care enough about Daddy. I’m sure that he’s upset. I can read stories and go to sleep by myself tonight. You need to go to Daddy's room and comfort him."

Leah was speechless.

On a chilly autumn night, Han stood quietly by the window. He let the cold moonlight sprinkle on him.

"I don't love him!" Leah's words echoed in his mind involuntarily.

He happened to overhear Shawn speaking to Leah when he arrived at the studio to pick her up. She made it clear that she didn't love him. Although it was not a surprise, the thought of it made him feel the chilliness all the way to his bones.

Under Carlotta's coercion, Leah came to Han’s room.

The cutie and Mrs. Fisher were staring at her. She had to compromise and went into the room.

Leah opened the door and went in. Then, she heard the sound of the little girl's triumphant voice.

"Mommy, I'll have Mrs. Fisher arrange for someone to watch you all night. You're not allowed to come out until tomorrow morning!"

The door was closed by Mrs. Fisher. She had no choice but to brace herself and enter the room.

However, the room was dark and she could not see anything. She could barely make out the slender figure by the window in the dim moonlight.

She staggered over to Han and said,"Carlotta…asked me to come and check on you. Don't worry, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight and won't bother you."

She was embraced tightly before she could finish her sentence.

"It's you who come to me by yourself," Han said in a low, hushed voice next to her ear.