Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 102

After hearing Ryan’s question, Christopher seemed taken aback. He shook his head and chuckled, “No, I met her online.”

It was somewhat dramatic how Leah and Christopher became friends. Leah loved jewelry design, and before she married Han, she used to be a freelance designer to earn a living. After all, Charlie would never give her money for her college tuition.

She remembered the night before she married Han when she drew her last work with joy.

Han did not like her to be involved in such “meaningless” things, so she gradually stopped drawing and focused on becoming the Madam of the Howard family. However, Leah has a Twitter account, where she would occasionally post sketches and designs out of boredom. That was how Christopher became friends with Leah. When Christopher first approached her, Leah thought he was a scammer. It took him a lot of effort for him to convince Leah he was not, and they became good friends after that.

While chatting, she learned that Christopher was the boss of a listed jewelry company. In the jewelry industry, and in fact, he was one of the biggest industry players in Linkville. Of course, this was not the first time Christopher offered Leah the opportunity to work with him. After troubles started appearing in the White family, Leah wanted to rejoin the jewelry design industry, so she brought her design to meet Christopher.

Ryan reacted vaguely after listening to how they met. In the car, he asked her, “Are you married?”

Leah was not perturbed. She could now face the question calmly, regardless if the person asking the question had any malicious intentions. “Yes,” she answered.

“You’re not divorced, are you?” Ryan asked again.

Leah looked at him apologetically. “I’m sorry, Mr. Crawford, I don’t really want to talk about that.”

Ryan shook his head. “I’m the one who should apologize.” After all, a normal person would find those questions offensive.

No one spoke for the next few minutes until Ryan eventually broke the silence. “I heard that your father…”

“Yes, my father passed away two months ago,” Leah replied calmly. She thought he would say “I’m sorry to hear that,” like how usually people would. Yet, he did not.

Ryan nodded to show his acknowledgment. Even though Ryan did not react much, Leah thought he seemed interested in her family affairs.

The three of them went to the restaurant where Christopher had a reservation. After dinner, Leah showed Ryan the design she had brought along. Unsurprisingly, as soon as Ryan saw her design, he was amazed by her work.

It was already night by the time they left the restaurant. Leah bade farewell to Christopher and called a taxi home.

Before she left, Ryan suddenly stopped her. “Young lady, do you mind inviting me to your house?”

Leah wondered why Ryan made that request.

Although confused, Leah said out of courtesy, “You can stay the night, if you don’t mind.”

Christopher overheard their conversations and stared at Ryan, “Mr. Crawford, you…”

Ryan raised his hand to stop him from talking. Even though Ryan had planned to visit the Xavier family, he suddenly changed his mind. After that, Christopher drove the two back to the White residence.

A black Bugatti was parked In front of the White residence. The car owner was sitting in the driver’s seat, smoking. It was Han. He had been drinking a little, and though he wanted to go home, he somehow found himself in front of the White residence.

He looked up at the slightly dim light in the villa and lowered his gaze as though thinking about something. He had a phone in his hand, and on the lit screen was Leah’s number. He had been trying to call her, but she did not answer. He knew she could not have gone to bed so early, at nine o’clock in the evening.

While still deep in his thoughts, another car stopped in front of the villa. The door opened, and a man stepped out with Leah following behind him.

Han narrowed his gaze slightly. The ash from his cigarette fell on his pants, but he did not notice it at all.

“Ah!” Leah suddenly exclaimed. When Christopher heard her exclamation, he immediately asked, “What’s wrong?”

Leah smiled awkwardly at him. “My hair is tangled in the seat belt.”

Christopher smiled and walked over to help her. The two people were very close together, so close that Christopher could even smell the faint perfume fragrance on her body. He was suddenly a little nervous, and his palms were sweaty.

When he finally untangled her hair from the seatbelt, he noticed a sharp gaze staring at him from behind. He turned around and tried to find it but saw nothing. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Out of a sudden, a car rushed toward them at a high speed, as if wanting to kill them both. Christopher instinctively shielded Leah with his body. The car passed by their car and drove away.

Leah’s face was pale, and she hurriedly thanked Christopher. Christopher reassured her as he stared at the car that had disappeared from sight.

After slowing his car down when he was some distance away, Han’s eyes were full of rage. I should have expected that. Leah is an ambitious woman. After leaving him for less than a year, she’s flirting around with other men. No wonder she’s reluctant to be involved with me.

Han took a deep breath, trying to stop the thoughts from running wild.

Leah brought Ryan to the White residence. It was the first time she brought someone back home, and what’s more, that person was a well-known jewelry investor from abroad. She was a little worried.

However, Ryan did not feel that way. He walked around the White residence as though he was touring an exhibit. He sighed and said to himself, “So this is where she lived for twenty-three years.”

Leah was puzzled.

When the two of them came to the living room, Leah poured Ryan a glass of water and said, “Please have a seat here. I’ll go inform my mother.”

Upon hearing it, Ryan’s eyes suddenly flickered with hesitation. He held the cup and pursed his lips.

Before Leah could call Jane, the latter came down the stairs. Jane asked, “Sarah, why did you come home so late tonight?”

She was surprised to see a man sitting on the sofa. “You are…”

Ryan turned around slowly as he heard the footsteps. As soon as Jane saw him, she was stunned.