Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 21

It was a windy night at Linkville. lan brought Leah, who was in lan’s clothing, to a mansion. He opened the car door and smiled. “Here we are.”

Leah was stunned at the sight of the brightly lit luxurious mansion. She did not realize Dr. Ian Sanders was this wealthy.

lan invited Leah into the mansion. He also brought her some new clothes. “These are some clear, spare clothes we have at home. Why don’t you take a shower while the maid gets your room ready?”

Leah took the clothes gratefully. Then, she got into the shower and turned on the water.

When she left, an elegant lady in a silk nightdress came down from the staircase.

She heard the sound of water from the shower and frowned. “I heard from the maids that you brought a woman home?”

It was Mrs. Sanders, lan’s mother.

“She’s my friend and will stay for the night.” lan’s warm expression turned icy.

“A friend? I don’t think a fine lady would follow a man home without ulterior motives,” said Mrs. Sander in a low voice, staring at lan. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

lan rubbed between his brows and sighed. “Mom, she is not just anyone. I suspect she might be connected to the White family…

“Don’t

you dare to bring up the White family,” Mrs. Sanders interrupted. “You are going to be engaged with Sasha soon. What if the White family canceled the engagement when they found that you brought a woman?”

lan pulled a face. “Just let them cancel it. I never want to marry Sasha in the first place.”

Mrs. Sanders softened. “lan, I’m doing this for your own good. Your dad is bringing back his bastard. I just want to ensure you will get the Sanders family’s assets when you have another competitor for the inheritance.”

“What makes you so sure that Sasha is the daughter of the White family? Wouldn’t it be worse if I married the wrong person?” said lan.

“What do you mean?” Mrs. Sanders’s forehead furrowed.

So, lan told Mrs. Sanders about his suspicion.

“Impossible! How could this happen?” Mrs. Sanders shrieked.

“I’m positive about it. However, just to be sure, Mom, can you get some of Mrs. White’s hair for a paternity test?”

Mrs. Sanders knew her son had always been careful. So, she agreed after consideration.

“During this time, let her stay at our home. Don’t chase her out, or she’ll be in danger,” lan told Mrs. Sanders before she left.

Leah had not had such a good sleep for a very long time.

She fell asleep right after the shower. The bed in the guest room was so comfortable that Leah slept through the night.

When she woke up and opened the door, only a maid was busy in the dining room.

Leah walked over. “Do you know where Dr. Sanders is?”

“Mr. Sanders and Mrs. Sander had left early in the morning. These are the breakfast that Mr. Sanders had asked us to prepare for you,” said the maid politely.

“Thank you very much,” said Leah sincerely.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Sanders went to the White residence. She spent the morning talking to Mrs. White, whom she was very close with, and told her that lan had come back.

At that moment, a lady in a white dress came in from outside. “Mrs. Sanders, is it true that lan has come back?” She could not hide the excitement on her face.

“Yes, he came home last night. He might still be at home,” said Mrs. Sanders.

“Sasha, you are a lady. Please control yourself, scolded Mrs. White with a smile.

The lady was beautiful with long black hair. She was Sasha White.

Sasha smiled shyly. She picked up the picture on the table. “My teacher praised that I improved a lot in painting. I’m sure lan would be happy for me if I showed him this!”

Then, she ran out like a gazelle as Mrs. White looked at her adoringly.

When Mrs. Sanders finally got hold of Mrs. White’s hair, she took her leave. She gave the hair to lan when she met him outside the White residence.

On the other hand, Sasha arrived at the Sanders residence with her painting.

The bodyguards and butler at the Sanders let Sasha in because she often visited lan and had a close relationship with Mrs. Sanders.

Meanwhile, Leah had finished her breakfast. She turned on the television in the living room when the maid cleaned the dining area..

The television was showing the morning news.

“Han Howard, the CEO of the Howard Group, is getting engaged with Molly Lamere, the daughter of Chief Jackson Lamere. The couple is a perfect match made in heaven. As you can see, their friends and family greet them…”

On the screen, Molly was holding Han’s hand and smiling happily.

On the other hand, Han, who usually disliked cameras, surprisingly did not show any disdain in front of the

camera.

Leah could still remember vividly the day they had to take a photo for the marriage certificate. Han tried to keep his temper, but his impatience still showed in the photos.

When the photographer suggested a retake, Han declined.

He did not even want to take a proper wedding photo with Leah, yet he was showing off on the television with Molly.

Everything in front of Leah was blurry. She only realized she was in tears when she wiped her eyes.

As she was wiping her eyes, Leah heard something falling on the floor from her back.

Leah turned her head. A lady in a white dress with long black hair was looking at her. Leah could see the terror in the lady’s eyes when their eyes met.

“You…” Leah opened her mouth.

But then, the lady quickly turned and ran away, like she met with a ghost.

Leah touched her face, wondering if she looked terrifying when she cried.

Then, she remembered Molly, who was always pretty and well–dressed.

That’s right! I’m just a plain Jane who Han tortures. Who am I to compete with Molly?

Sasha staggered to her feet getting out of the Sander’s residence, not realizing she had left her painting there.

However, she was too afraid to go back to collect her painting.

More precisely, she did not dare to look at Leah’s face.

The same face appeared in her dream, asking her, “why me?”

Sasha had ten years of a carefree life. This was the first time she encountered something out of her control.

After consideration, Sasha finally dialed a number with her shivering hand.

When the phone was picked up, Sasha could not hold it anymore.

“What should I do? She’s back!” said Sasha in a hoarse voice.