Ch. 76..80: Begging For A Reconciliation Chapter 76-80

Chapter 76

“Go and find out more about the White family incident,” Han ordered Ben when he returned to his office.

Ben came back with plenty of information in no time. After all, it was one of the hottest news stories in Linkville.

He placed the file on Han’s desk.

Han took a look at the file, and his expression went stiff.

“Impossible!” he said, throwing the file to the floor.

Han knew Leah too well.

She was very timid. She would not even hurt an ant, let alone kill a man.

Furthermore, Gordon White was her only support in the White family. Therefore, it made no sense for her to kill him.

That would be like digging her own grave.

Ben looked at Han, who was in a foul mood, thinking whether he should say anything. “Mr. Howard, are we going to do anything?” he asked.

Should we?

Han asked himself the same question when he was investigating the incident.

However, what else could he do when Leah herself admitted she killed Randall?

Han’s brows snapped together.

After a while, he lowered his eyes. “No.”

Han wanted to see what that woman would do this time.

……

Two prison officers brought Leah to the deepest part of the prison.

She was only semiconscious, with her head drooping lifelessly.

They brought her to a cell for eight people. There were already seven female prisoners in the cell.

They all looked up from their beds made of wood boards when they heard the door open.

Two prison officers pushed Leah into the cell.

“Hey, Chief Wayne. What had she done?” asked one of the prisoners flirtingly.

“Murder. She killed her father,” Chief Wayne smirked.

“Damn! That’s sick!”

“No, I didn’t do it.” Leah looked up, pressing her lips stubbornly.

“Everyone here said they are innocent, but look at them! They had been here for many years,” said Chief Wayne. Then, he looked at Leah and let out a strange noise.

“I’m only going to tell you this once. If you are here, it means that someone doesn’t want you to go out there again. So there’s no use to fight against that.”

Leah’s eyes went round, and she stared at him in disbelief. “What do you mean?”

“Like I said. Anyway, you are not going out from here ever again. So, it’s OK to tell you this.” Then, he snickered. “Enjoy your remaining days here!”

Then, Chief Wayne left the cell.

Leah wanted to chase after him, but someone pulled her back.

“Hey, where do you think you are going?”

“Yeah! You look like you never lift a finger in your life!”

“Hey, girls. Let’s show her how we do things here.”

Then, they all walked towards Leah.

“What are you doing?” asked Leah warily.

“Haha, let me give you a body check-up,” said one of the prisoners before she lunged at Leah.

Leah wanted to run, but others pinned her down.

They laughed wickedly and snatched away Leah’s clothes. Leah wanted to fight back, but she was too weak to fight off seven people.

Her clothes were thrown in a corner. Seven prisoners stared at Leah and humiliated her with loud laughs.

Leah curled up in a corner, holding her body and trembling.

She wanted to cry, but her tears had dried up after the past two days.

Leah felt so cold she was trembling from it, but she bit her lips and clenched her hands, determined to fight against it.

Three days had passed.

It was the darkest three days in Leah’s life.

She was tortured by the other seven prisoners who shared the cell.

They did not allow her to use her blanket at night. They also poured piss on her bed and made her kneel to shine their shoes.

They also beat Leah up when she started to protest.

Not only that, they did not let her eat.

In three days, Leah had become thin to the bone.

Leah lay on her bed every night, but she could not sleep. Even when she finally fell asleep, she always woke up in tears.

By the fourth day, Leah finally gave up.

When the prison officers brought meals, Leah grabbed his hands and would not let go. “Please, can you ask Han Howard to see me?”

During the past few days, Leah had been thinking a lot.

She wanted to ask Han for help.

Chief Wayne told her before that she was sent to prison because someone was behind it.

If that was true, Leah could not involve Ian.

So, Han was the only person left who could save her.

The prison officer looked at Leah in surprise. “I can do that, but only if he wants to see you.”

Leah bit her lower lips, contemplating.

Then, she made her decision. “Tell him this: Yes, I will.”

The prison officer looked at her in confusion. But he nodded, even though he had no idea what Leah said.

Leah placed all her hopes on Han.

However, the other seven prisoners grabbed Leah once the prison officers stepped out.

“Seeking for help?”

“Trying to get rid of us? Dream on!”

Then, they started to snatch Leah’s clothes.

However, Leah held on to her clothes and determined not to let them have their way.

She moved backward, but the rest kept inching closer until Leah’s back hit the wall.

Leah had nowhere to run now.

Leah stared at them, undaunted. “Don’t push me,” she said calmly.

“Haha, we haven’t even started. Go, girls!”

Leah narrowed her eyes.

Suddenly, she lunged at one of the prisoners, grabbed her hair, and smashed her head on the wall.

Immediately, blood was gushing out from her head.

Everyone else came forward, trying to pin down Leah.

However, like a wild horse, Leah was uncontrollable.

Everyone grasped each other on the floor.

Even though Leah had plenty of wounds on her body, she had never felt so satisfied.

Ron was right.

Sometimes, compromise and self-restraint would not bring on mercy from others.

Sometimes, an eye for an eye was the only way to justice.

Leah’s eyes burned with fury. She went into a frenzy and beat everyone down.

At that moment, an angry voice came through the door. “What the hell? Stop it at once!”

Everyone stopped.

Leah was panting and looking at the door with her bloodshot eyes.

It was the prison officer who came before.

With a stern face, he pushed the other seven prisoners aside and walked towards Leah. “Come with me. Han Howard had agreed to see you.”

 

Chapter 77

Leah followed the prison officer to the visiting room. In the room, Han was standing at the door with his back facing them. His well-built back was a very familiar sight to her.

Suddenly, Leah found herself wanting to cry for no discernible reason. Perhaps the sight of a familiar face caused her emotions to well up after the inhumane mistreatment she went through in the past few days.

The prison officer entered the room and announced, “Ms. White is here, Mr. Howard.”

“Mmm…” grunted Han half-heartedly in response. He turned around and looked at Leah, his eyes twitched the moment he saw her.

Standing in front of him was a haggard lady. In just two or three days, Leah had turned into mere skins and bones. Her eyes were sunken and there were dark circles under her eyes.

Her clothes were a mess, while both her face and hands were covered in blood. He could not tell if the blood belonged to her.

Han’s eyes narrowed a little.

He then said to the prison officer, “Leave us for now.”

The prison officer knew that he was dealing with a powerful man, so he dared not protest. He quietly turned around and excused himself.

As the door snapped shut, Han and Leah found themselves together alone in the huge room.

Han stared at her intently before curling his lips and remarked sarcastically, “It seems like you’ve gone through a lot.” So much so that she would crawl back to him for help.

Leah looked at him and took a deep breath before saying, “I will agree to the terms you mentioned last time, Han.”

“Oh, are you talking terms with me?” replied Han with a sneer.

Leah nodded her head, her eyes grew misty. She replied, “I only care about two things, clearing my name and making Charlie pay for what he did to my father.”

She gritted her teeth as her eyes were filled with hatred.

There were no longer signs of gentleness and meekness in her eyes.It was as if those few days of prison life had turned Leah into a totally different person.

Even Han was surprised at the change in her character.

After a moment, he grinned and said, “You finally revealed your true nature, Leah.”

He was standing face-to-face with Leah’s vicious and unscrupulous side, the side that would do anything, even crawling to him, to reach her goals.

With a cruel smile, Han stretched out his hand and seized her chin, “Who do you think you are to talk terms with me?”

He then violently shoved her face aside and wiped his hands with a napkin, as if he was disgusted by the filthy state she was in. He turned around and walked out of the room while saying, “Get changed and come with me.”.

Leah’s eyes trailed after him as he left and her gaze landed on a bag in the corner near the door.

She walked over and took a peek inside the bag. In it was a set of soft and clean clothes.

Leah cleaned herself up and changed into the outfit. By the time she came out, Han was already talking to the prison warden.

The prison warden was buttering up to Han with the most agreeable expression he could muster.

Leah walked over and quietly said, “I’m done.”

The prison warden turned to look at her with a fake smile and said, “I’m really sorry, Mr. Howard. We did not know that she was with you. I would like to make it up to this fine lady for our less-than-stellar treatment in the past few days.”

“That won’t be necessary,” said Han coldly as he looked up. “She’s not with me.”

“Then, she is…?” asked the chief in a puzzled tone.

Han smirked and replied, “If I have to describe it, then she’s…merely my plaything.”

Leah’s face turned pale when she heard that and she clenched her hands tightly.

She convinced herself that it was not a big deal. As long as she could leave the prison and bring Charlie to justice, all the insults and humiliation he put her through would be worth it.

Once they came out of the prison complex, Leah followed Han to his car. He opened the door to the driver’s seat and entered. Seeing that, Leah walked to the front passenger seat. However, before she could open the door, Han grabbed onto the door from the inside, preventing her from opening it.

He rolled down the window and gave her a chilly glare while saying, “Don’t stain my car with your dirty ass.”

Leah bit her lip and stared at him defiantly. She said, “Then where should I sit?”

Han maintained his cold demeanor and quipped, “Definitely not in my car.”

Leah took a deep breath and said, “Then how do I return?”

With eyes full of disdain, he sneered, “Walk, crawl, whatever you do, I don’t give a damn.”

He started the car and drove off after he finished speaking.

The car left a cloud of dust in its wake and Leah fumbled as she took two steps away from the cloud of dust.

She had no money to call a cab, so she could only walk. Leah bit her lips as she tried to keep her composure.

Fortunately, the prison complex was also in the city area not too far from the Howard Residence. Leah started walking absent-mindedly along the road.

She had not eaten properly in days, much less had any proper rest. She was both physically and mentally exhausted to the point of not being able to walk properly without her body swaying left and right. It looked like her body could give way any time.

But she knew she had to push on, it was not her time yet! She was going to avenge her father’s death one way or another.

Leah wrapped her arms around her body tightly as she continued to walk ahead in a dazed-like state. It was only after the sun had set that she finally arrived at the gate of the Howard residence.

In the villa, Han was standing in front of the window of the second floor. Behind him was a huge screen. It was the surveillance screen for the entire villa.

He switched the view on the screen to display the camera feed for the main entrance and saw Leah’s silhouette slowly grew bigger on the screen as she approached the front gate.

She dragged her broken body forward, each step harder than the next. Her body swayed uncontrollably as she walked, it was as if she would topple from just a gentle push.

The gate was only around a few hundred feet away from the main road, but she took about ten minutes to drag herself to the gate. Han only looked at her with a blank expression.

She went up to the front gate and rang the doorbell.

At that moment, the maid knocked at the door and went, “Mr. Howard, there’s someone ringing the doorbell. She asked for you.”

“I know,” said Han as he opened a bottle of wine.

It was time for a celebration to mark the occasion. Leah had once again fallen into his palm.

The maid hesitated for a while before asking, “We won’t be opening the door for her?”

Han did not reply, instead, he twirled the wine in his glass while staring deeply at the screen.

Leah continued to press the doorbell a few more times, but she received no response.

She was struggling to keep herself up. Her wobbly legs eventually gave way and she found herself kneeling beside the wrought iron gate.

Leah leaned against the wall panting heavily. Her eyelids were drooping and her body felt weighted down. It felt like an eternity had passed, but at the same time it felt like mere minutes for her.

Eventually, Leah could no longer hold on, she was falling asleep. At that moment, the wrought iron gate creaked loudly as someone pushed open the gate from the inside.

Leah pushed herself away from the path of the opening gate and looked up. Staring at her with condescending eyes was Han.

“Have you reached your limit already? Is this all you got?” jeered Han.

Leah gritted her teeth and tried to pull herself up. She replied, “No, I just wanted a quick rest.”

Ignoring her reply, Han turned around and entered the villa. Leah quickly followed behind.

As they entered the living room, Leah was instantly struck by the view laid before her. This was the same villa she stayed in for three years.

The funny thing was that those three years of her married life were nothing but a way for Han to get his revenge on her. It was all an empty dream for her.

“What are you looking at?” asked Han. His voice resounded in the living room.

He glanced at her with disgust and continued, “Clear up yourself and then come to my room.”

Chapter 78

Leah observed her skinny body in the bathroom mirror. She was covered in bruises and wounds. Leah gritted her teeth as the pain was excruciating when her body came into contact with water.

Han must have been disgusted with my body in this state.

Leah took a shower, dried her hair, and changed her clothes. She proceeded to knock on Han’s bedroom door nervously. “Come in.” A deep voice sounded from the room after ten minutes. Leah entered the silent room as Han was sitting on the sofa with a hairdryer in his hand.

“Dry my hair.” Han insisted as he placed the hairdryer on the table and leaned back on the sofa. Leah picked up the hairdryer and began to dry his hair. She ran her fingers through his hair gently in the process as she was cautious about provoking him.

Han felt that Leah was caressing his hair as she was being extremely gentle. He reached out his arm and held her by the waist. Leah exclaimed as she was startled. She was pinned down on the sofa the next moment.

A pleasant scent filled Leah’s nostrils as Han took a shower not long ago. Han remained expressionless as he began to unbutton her shirt. Leah was covered in goosebumps. She was feeling reluctant yet rejection is not an option.

Leah clenched her teeth with a flustered face. She kept her arms on the sides begrudgingly. Han was not being gentle or rough. He unbuttoned her shirt slowly. Suddenly, rumbling sounds sounded from Leah’s belly. She swiftly covered her face with her hands to hide her embarrassment.

Han was stunned for a brief moment as he stared at Leah with profound eyes. “I’m sorry. I haven’t eaten anything for a while now. Don’t mind me. We can proceed with this.” Leah stuttered. As she finished her words, her belly rumbled again.

Han found it to be unbearable. He got up from the sofa and threw her a coat. “Get out.” Han said. Leah apologized and left the room hurriedly while she buttoned up her shirt. She headed for her room after leaving Han’s.

Leah realized the door was locked when she reached her room. A maid approached Leah and said, “Ms. Murray, this room belongs to Ms. Lamere.” “Ms. Lamare?” Leah questioned. “That’s right. She is Mr. Howard’s fiancée.” The maid answered.

Leah was baffled. “How can that be? Isn’t this…” She could not finish her words. The maid understood her regardless. “Ms. Lamere liked this room so Mr. Howard decided to let her stay here.” The maid explained.

Leah would have felt depressed if she was her old self. Leah had experienced countless things that brought her to the point of despair. Han was not as important to her now. All she felt was numbness.

“I see. I’ll be staying in the guest room then.” Leah said. “Wait a moment. I’ve prepared dinner for you in the dining room.” The maid said. “How did you know…” Leah was bewildered. “I noticed it unintentionally.” The maid said with a smile. Leah nodded without a doubt. It could not have been Han that prepared it for her.

She returned to the guest room after dinner and had a good rest on the comfy bed. It was the best sleep that she had in a few days. Leah was jolted awake by the knocking the next day. She opened the door hazily. It was the maid.

“Ms. Murray, Ms. Lamere will be coming over soon. Mr. Howard insisted that you mustn’t leave this room.” The maid said awkwardly. The maid found the situation difficult as it was her first time experiencing Han hiding a woman at home.

Leah suddenly became fully awake. “Okay.” Leah said as she caressed her hair. “She just said that?” Han asked with a frown. The maid nodded. She found it confusing as Han was seemingly unsatisfied

with Leah’s response.

“Fine.” Han sneered as he snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray. He decided to step up his game as things did not go as planned. Molly arrived at Han’s mansion at noon. “Han, why did you call me over?” Molly asked excitedly as Han had never invited her over willingly.

“Nothing much. It’s just been a while since I last had a meal with you.” Han answered. “Really? Which restaurant are we going then?” Molly asked happily as she held on to his arm. Han suppressed his hatred in his heart.

“We’re not heading out. Let’s eat at home.” Han said expressionlessly. “Eat at home?” Molly was dazed. She continued, “Then let’s eat at home. It feels nice to be home.”

Leah was feeling bored as she watched television on the sofa. Suddenly, breaking news aired on television. “Jane Crawford had been discharged from the hospital. However, she is seemingly haggard due to immense pressure. She has not responded to the accusation of Sasha White murdering Gordon White as of now…”

Leah’s heart fluttered as she saw the news. Images of Jane were shown on screen. The once elegant and dignified woman had now become skinny and frail. Tears coursed down Leah’s cheeks. She clenched her fists as she swore that she would get revenge for her father. She can only do her best to please Han and rely on him as she was not capable of getting ahold of Charlie herself.

Leah was feeling dizzy from hunger. She had not eaten breakfast or lunch. Leah was malnourished, she could not bear the hunger any longer. She walked to the door and placed her ear on it. She could hear Molly’s voice earlier but it was now silent outside.

I think they’re gone.

Leah hesitated for a brief moment before opening the door.

If Molly is still here then I’ll just hide again.

Chapter 79

Leah opened the door to the room, poked her head out, and discovered that it was completely silent outside.

She raised her eyes and looked around the living room, but no one was there.

After letting out a sigh of relief, Leah cautiously made her way downstairs, through the living room, and into the kitchen.

There was a large refrigerator in the kitchen, and it held a lot of items. Leah gently opened the refrigerator door and took a can of milk from it.

She wasn’t a big eater; a can of milk was all she needed.

Within a minute of heating the milk in the microwave, she was in a daze, as she pondered on how to address Han.

She was too preoccupied with her thoughts to notice someone slowly approaching her from behind.

By the time she reacted, someone had covered her mouth and pressed her against the dead corner between the refrigerator and cabinet.

Leah’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Han, who had appeared unexpectedly behind her. She wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

She blinked, looking at him suspiciously.

Han pressed up against her and wedged her between the corner and his chest. His deep eyes seemed to suck her in as he lowered his gaze.

“Leah, did you do this on purpose?” he asked in a sarcastic tone as he cast a condescending glance her way.

Leah stared at him in puzzlement, not understanding what he was trying to say.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay in the room and not come out? You came out on purpose. Do you want Molly to find you?” Han looked at her, sizing her up.

“I came out to warm up a glass of milk because I was hungry,” Leah said, her face changing as she brushed Han’s hand away.

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the microwave over there.

The microwave made a “beep” sound, indicating that the milk was all warmed up.

Han glanced at it, and grimaced.

So, he had misapprehended?

Outside, there was a sound of footsteps, followed by Molly’s voice, “Han, where are you?”

Leah’s expression changed.

It was imperative that Molly not learn of her presence.

That was the first thought that came to mind for her.

Leah unintentionally grabbed Han’s shirt and pulled him closer to her to conceal her figure.

She winked at Han.

Han understood what she meant. He chuckled and got close to her ear, “Afraid?”

Leah’s body shook, and her ears turned slightly red.

“Beg me,” said Han.

Leah bit her lip as she noticed Molly’s footsteps getting closer, and the hand pulling at the front of his shirt trembled slightly.

She was aware that Han was humiliating her, but she didn’t have a choice.

“Han, I beg you,” Leah said quietly under her breath, her eyes turning slightly red.

Han looked at Leah, who was close by. Her partially closed eyes were slightly red, her cheeks crimson, and she looked pitiful.

A strange sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.

“Han? Where have you gone? That’s strange. Where has he gone? I thought you said come down and get something?” Molly paced around the living room.

“I’m in the kitchen.” Han said as he turned to face Molly.

“What are you doing in the kitchen?” Molly asked as she stopped in her tracks. Then she turned and started walking towards the kitchen.

“There’s no need for you to come here,” said Han as he let go of Leah and turned around to retrieve the milk from the microwave. “I warmed up a bottle of milk.”

Leah stared at him, silently screaming in her heart.

That’s my milk!

“Let’s go out for dinner tonight,” Han said as he walked out of the kitchen and placed the milk on the table in the living room.

For a brief moment, Molly was perplexed and asked, “Earlier, didn’t you just say eat at home?”

Han scowled and appeared to be getting impatient as he said, “I changed my mind. I suddenly want to eat out. Let’s go.”

“Huh? Okay, then.” Molly could only submissively hold the bag and left the villa with Han.

Leah pursed her lips and stood for about ten minutes in the kitchen. She moved her achy neck when she realized there was finally no sound coming from outside.

She stepped casually out of the kitchen and immediately noticed the milk on the table.

For a brief moment, Leah was stunned. Then she walked over to get the milk, which was still warm when she touched it.

Her emotions became quite complicated.

……

The servant cooked for Leah at six o’clock in the evening. She returned to her room after she had finished her meal and promptly fell asleep.

Leah was awakened from her deep sleep by the sound of a rap on the door.

Yes, it wasn’t a knock on the door. It was a rap on the door.

Leah jolted awake. She sat up in bed, rubbed her eyes, and looked at the clock on the wall.

It was a quarter to midnight.

Who else could have rapped on her door at this hour besides Han?

Leah opened the room’s door after putting her coat on. Han grabbed her shoulders before she could see how he looked at the door.

Leah was in pain and frowned slightly before taking a deep breath and saying, “Han…”

A strong smell of alcohol washed over her.

Han had consumed alcohol, and quite a lot of it. His eyes were slightly red at this point. He had a dazed look in his eyes and showed no sign of sobriety.

“You’re hurting me,” Leah protested.

Having heard that, Han sneered and kicked the door shut, pressing Leah up against the wall.

He sneered, “It hurts? You’re still aware that it hurts? I thought you were heartless, Leah.”

Leah frowned, not understanding what he was saying.

Who is he calling heartless?

Isn’t he the one who has been torturing her all this time?

He gripped her shoulders so tightly that it felt as if his life depended on it.

“Do you realize that every time I see you, I think of him? I can’t get the image of him struggling in the water out of my head. You can imagine how helpless he must have felt. Have you ever had the slightest regret about what you did?” Han said, word for word.

Leah looked at him.

His expression was one of pain and misery, and his strength was astounding, as if he wanted to use all of his might against her.

However, she remembered nothing.

“Sorry, I don’t remember anything. I don’t know, I…” Leah took a deep breath and said softly.

“How come it has to be you?” Han’s vision was cloudy, and his mind was foggy.

He clenched his teeth and gripped her shoulders, “Why is it you? Why? Why does it have to be you?”

He kept repeating those words.

Leah was in pain from his grip, and she wished she could break free.

However, Han thought she was trying to get away from him. His eyes suddenly froze, as if they were covered in frost. “Where do you think of escaping to this time?”

Leah wanted to explain, but she suddenly felt lighter in her body.

Han had picked her up and thrown her on the bed.

Leah could only feel the crushing weight of him on her as she felt faint and lightheaded. All Leah could smell as she breathed was the smell of alcohol on his body.

Han leaned down.

His movements were not gentle at all, and his grip on Leah was causing her pain all over her body.

Leah cried as she struggled, “No, Han, don’t be like this…”

 

Chapter 80

“No? Why not?” Han gripped her waist, his voice cold, and he said, “What exactly are you pretending to be pure about? Ian has most likely slept with you on numerous occasions. How dare you refuse me when your body has already been tainted?”

Leah looked at Han in disbelief.

Why would he say such a thing about himself? She didn’t do anything with Ian.

“Han, stop talking nonsense. Nothing happened between me and Ian,” stated Leah.

Han sneered and exclaimed, “Why is he so keen to help you if nothing has happened between you two? Such nonsense can fool children, but not me.” He said that while violently attempting to unbutton her pajamas.

Leah inhaled deeply and pushed Han away with all her might.

Han disregarded her protest and firmly clamped her hands down.

During the struggle, his patience had finally run out.

“Slap!”

There was a sudden crisp sound in the air.

Leah turned her head slightly, her eyes instantly turning red.

She pursed her lips and bit her lower lip hard to keep the tears at bay.

Han slapped her again.

That wasn’t the first time he had slapped her.

When Han saw her silent appearance, he became very agitated.

He climbed down from on top of her and glared fiercely at her. “If you are so capable,” he continued, “you can pose as a chaste girl for the rest of your life.”

He turned around angrily and slammed the door behind him after saying that.

After Han left, Leah was rendered immobile as a wave of humiliation washed over her from head to toe. She felt like she had been cast aside like a piece of rag.

An unspecified amount of time passed as she lay there huddled before she finally slowly collected herself and got out of bed.

Her eyes were lifeless and numb as she walked slowly and heavily to the bathroom to wash herself. She then climbed back into bed in a state of confusion and somehow managed to fall asleep.

Leah slept until ten o’clock the next morning.

She had spent so many days at the Howard residence, but Han had never once told her that he was going to help her in finding Charlie.

Leah looked in the mirror, took a handful of water, and splashed it on her face.

I must pluck up the courage and talk to Han about it today.

Leah went downstairs at ten o’clock in the morning and found the living room empty.

Except for one maid who was cleaning the living room. When she saw Leah approaching, she inquired, “Does Ms. White require breakfast?”

Leah shook her head, and asked, “Where’s Han?”

“Mr. Howard has left for the office,” the maid explained.

Leah nodded, stood up, and said, “I won’t be eating breakfast. I’m going to find Han.”

However, she was stopped in her tracks by the maid.

“Ms. White, Mr. Howard has instructed that you cannot go out,” the maid said, with an awkward expression on her face.

Leah arched her brows, studied the maid’s face, and realized what was happening.

That Han! He had her placed under house arrest!

“If you can’t let me out, that’s alright.” As Leah nodded, she made her way to the fixed phone in the living room, and added, “Then I will just call Han.”

As soon as she was done speaking, she reached for her phone, but when she picked it up, she discovered that the phone line had been cut.

Leah’s face darkened.

Han had placed her under house arrest and cut off all her contact with the outside world.

The criminal investigators had long confiscated her phone. She didn’t have any money on her and couldn’t leave Howard residence. She was like a beast imprisoned in a villa.

Leah was incensed.

What right did Han have to place her under house arrest?

She would certainly keep her word, since she had consented to his request.

At night, Leah sat in the living room and waited for Han to come back.

……

Han was exhausted today.

When he did anything, that old man Jackson always left himself a way out. He was sick of fighting Jackson.

He arrived back at the villa, feeling a little irritated for a while as he stared at the vacant and dark villa in front of him.

It seemed like a long time had passed since there had been any sign of life in the villa.

Han eventually stopped in front of the villa’s door after circling the garden and promenade.

He cast a broad glance at it, a smidgen of doubt in his eyes.

Why are the lights still on in the villa today?

Could it be…

Han wasn’t sure what to expect.

He pushed open the door and saw a thin figure huddled on the sofa.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Leah involuntarily raised her head and was met with Han’s deep eyes.

“Han, I have something to tell you,” Leah stood up, afraid he wouldn’t listen, and got right to the point.

Han frowned as he looked at her. “Speak.”

“You said you’d help me find Charlie. When are you going to keep your promise?” Leah questioned.

Han’s face darkened when he heard that.

He moved closer to her, looking at her with deep eyes, and asked, “You waited for me until now, just to tell me this?”

Leah was perplexed by his suddenly gloomy expression.

Han turned around and was about to go upstairs.

How could Leah possibly let him go? She had been waiting for him all day.

She reached out to grab Han’s sleeve and said, “Han, you need to be clear with me. Why have you placed me under house arrest? If you don’t feel like helping me, I can go on my own.”

Han frowned and brushed her hand away.

Nobody knew when both of them got on the stairwells, and Leah, who had gone up two steps, stumbled as he brushed her away, and unexpectedly fell backwards.

Leah’s face instantly turned pale.

Han instinctively wanted to reach out and grab her when he saw that.

However, there wasn’t time for that. Leah fell to the ground, but luckily both her hands cushioned the back of her head as she did so.

Her coat slid down, exposing her arms and waist.

Han glanced at her and frowned.

He observed her exposed skin, which was covered in bruises and looked as though she had been pinched all over.

He thought about what happened last night.

The servant claimed that he went to her room last night while appearing to be intoxicated. Shortly after entering her room, the servant claimed that he came out with a glum expression.

With that in mind, Han went downstairs and walked towards Leah.

Leah recoiled in horror as she looked at him.

His steps came to a halt, and he looked at her, surprised.

Was she afraid of him?

Han frowned and looked her in the eyes, solemnly.

Finally, he just said, “Wait for me in the living room at seven o’clock tomorrow morning,” and went upstairs to his room.

Leah stared at his tall back, and a smile spread across her face.

So, Han just promised?

She got up from the ground, smiling from ear to ear, and walked gingerly upstairs after he left.

Her entire body hurt from the fall, and her bones felt like they were about to fall apart.

However, she felt it was worth it.

Han had at least made a promise to her, didn’t he?

“Wait a second, Ms. White,” came the maid’s footsteps from behind.

She approached Leah, handed her a box of medicine, and whispered, “This is a medicine for injuries, and it is very effective.”

Leah looked at her in surprise and quickly thanked her.

The maid waved her hands repeatedly, wanting to say that it wasn’t her who gave it to Leah, but she stopped when she remembered Han’s words.