Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 36

Sarah froze as she heard her name being called, while she also felt a strong gaze fixed onto her.

It was no one other than Han Howard.

Since their last encounter, Han was very curious about Leah’s identity.

Numerous thoughts flashed through Leah’s mind as she clenched her hands tightly.

She knew that she could not hide from Han for her entire life.

“Since the lady likes it, and her husband is willing to pay a higher price, I think you should give it up, Sasha.” Leah slowly turned around and answered while showing an awkward smile.

She felt her heart clench up a little when she said “her husband.”.

The man, who was standing not more than ten steps away, was once her lover.

“Whatever. If my sister said so, I’ll give it up.” Sasha pouted. Enough was enough.

Obviously, she did not want to push it any further as Jane might feel disappointed in her. If that happened, the loss would have outweighed the gain of obtaining the dress.

“But Sarah, you haven’t found your dress yet. Don’t you want to look around first?” Sasha asked.

Leah took a deep breath, trying her best to ignore Han’s eyes on her. “Let’s go to another shop instead. I’ve walked around the shop just now, I don’t think they have a dress that fits me,” she replied calmly.

“Really?” Sasha smiled and suddenly walked to the side, picking up a light blue dress,”But I think this dress fits you! The color compliments your skin too, so I’m sure you’ll be very pretty wearing it,” she complimented.

Molly, who was looking at the dresses on the side, suddenly lifted her head and glanced at Leah. She probably overheard Sasha’s compliment or noticed Han was focusing his gaze on Leah.

Her quick glance immediately turned into a fixed gaze.

That face… Molly thought as she clutched her hands tighter.

She remembered her face on Han’s table back in the office. She was the woman Han was investigating.

Why is he investigating her?

Sarah was wearing a plain shirt and a pair of jeans. Her facial features were delicate, almost similar to Jane who was standing in front of her. Especially those black eyes that looked like obsidian.

Surprisingly… She somewhat looked like that dead woman.

Molly instantly felt a chill running down her spine, and somehow felt as if her heart was clenched by a pair of hands.

“Han,” she suddenly spoke.

Han looked down, “Hmm?” he simply responded.

“Do you think this dress suits me?” Molly asked.

Han glanced at the dress that she was holding, “If you like it, let’s buy it,” he replied.

Molly felt relieved after hearing his response.

It’s alright. So what if they look alike? The one Han loves is me.

“Great!” She smiled happily and chirped, “I’ll just buy this straight away then. Excuse me, please wrap this dress up for me,” she ordered one of the attendants at the side.

In the meantime, Leah tried on the blue dress.

Like what Sasha said, it was indeed beautiful. As her skin tone was pale, the light blue color really complimented her skin like white clouds in the blue sky.

“You looked beautiful!” Sasha complimented.

Han took a quick glance at Leah.

Hmm, she does look pretty.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps could be heard from outside.

Immediately after, the glass door of the store swung open, and a man with a dagger in his hand and blood on his body burst in while panting heavily.

“Ahhh!”

The sales clerks shrieked and quickly fled.

Molly was also shocked. Luckily for her, Han pulled her hand and shielded her.

The fugitive was obviously looking for hostages.

He quickly scanned around the shop and finally fixed on Leah and the others.

The three frail-looking women were his best choice.

There and then, the fugitive locked onto his target and ran towards them. Leah was the first to react and pushed Sasha and Jane to the side, “Careful!” she screamed.

At that moment, the fugitive grabbed onto Leah with his hands like a pair of eagle talons. The pale white dagger was pointed at her neck and a line of blood trickled down her neck without notice.

Leah was now trembling, and her face promptly turned pale.

In the meantime, three armed men rushed into the store. Seeing that the fugitive held Leah as a hostage, they dared not make another move.

“What happened?” Han walked towards the armed men and asked.

“This man is involved in numerous robberies. We’ve been spying on him for the past two days but accidentally gave him the chance to escape!” They quickly responded.

“Let me go now, or I’m bringing this woman with me!” The fugitive yelled breathlessly.

Jane was so scared that she burst into tears, “Let that man go! Don’t let him hurt Sarah!” she pleaded.

“But we’ve been searching for him for days. If we let him go now, how are we going to explain this to our superior?” The armed men disagreed and remained in their stances.

“Shut up! I’m giving you a minute to think about it! I’ll kill this woman and myself if you don’t get out of my way!” The bandit threatened as he pushed the dagger further in.

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She felt very scared and was still trembling.

However, she knew that she had to be calm in order to find a way out of this situation.

“We’re not letting you go.” All of a sudden, Leah heard a firm voice.

She looked up in disbelief.

Han had a decisive look on his face and stared at the fugitive as if he was looking at a cold corpse.

Even the fugitive thought he misheard Han. “What did you say?” he asked again.

Han’s face showed no changes, “If we let you go, that means more people are going to be hurt. In that case, why not sacrifice one to save the majority?” he pointed out coldly.

“Han Howard! What did you just say? That’s my daughter!” Jane screamed at him.

“Mrs White, you still have another daughter,” Han looked at Leah with cold eyes and continued on, “No one would care for the death of an unknown woman.”

“Shut it!” The fugitive was panicking now, and the dagger started to tremble in his hands as he ordered, “Don’t you care about this woman’s life?” he asked while trying to remain calm.

“Why should I care about her?” Han simply replied.

His words were getting colder and meaner.

Leah stared at Han, and she felt tears slowly building up in her eyes.

When Leah was held hostage by the fugitive, she did not cry. Yet, she felt like crying after hearing what Han said.

She had loved him for ten years. She felt her heart tearing apart, and the gaping hole throbbed with pain.

Han seemed to notice something. He glanced at her and was slightly stunned.

He felt something weird stirring up in his heart.

Leah could not handle it anymore. She felt something snap in her brain. As energy drained from her body, she swayed a little and fell on the floor.

The moment she lost consciousness, what she felt was not the painful feeling of death, but… a pair of strong and warm arms wrapping onto her and clutching her to a firm chest.