Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 67

Apart from minor bruises, Leah had nearly recovered after spending two days resting with the White family. She could not wait to return home, but she was still bothered by something. After much deliberation, she decided to inform Ian. However, it was difficult to catch him as he was a busy man who often left home early and returned late at night.

Leah sighed and patiently waited for him at the Sanders house. Time passed slowly, and soon it was late at night. The woman sat in the living room and watched the clock on the wall gradually swing until two o’clock in the morning. She moved her stiff limbs slightly and thought to herself, forget it, I’m going to get some rest. I shall get up early the next day and try to catch him.

Leah stood up and made her way up the stairs. Just then, a loud creaking door sound broke the silence. She exhibited a surprised expression as she hurriedly turned around and squinted to see if Ian was back. The living room was in complete darkness, except for the gentle light from the floor lamp shining. The door to the villa was slightly ajar, allowing a man to enter from outside. He walked clumsily and was dressed in a black coat. The man seemed to have sensed Leah’s gaze as he started to raise his head slowly. Leah could finally see his face clearly under the dim light.

“What are you doing here?” Both of them expressed shock at the same time.

Leah examined the man’s face closely and realized how much he had aged in half a month. His skin was pale, and his hair had grown out and partially covered one of his eyes. He cast a glance at Leah before sitting on the sofa. After letting out a sigh, Ron beckoned Leah and said, “Come here.”

Leah obeyed and stood before the man. He placed his legs on the coffee table and took out his black coat. Next, he adjusted his black T-shirt and revealed his slender waist. “What are you doing here? How are you related to Ian?” Ron asked lazily. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Leah pursued her lips when she noticed Ron’s glassy eyes and the man’s stench of alcohol. She wondered to herself, it’s obvious that he’s been drinking a lot. What’s he doing here in the middle of the

night?

After a moment of hesitation, Leah replied, “I’m staying at the Sanders house for a few days. Something happened and I’m not able to return to the White family.”

“What happened? Did the White family bully you?” Ron held the weight of his chin on his hand and continued, “Do you need me to avenge you?”

Leah hurriedly waved her hand to turn down his offer. Ron appeared to be a harmless man, but he was ruthless and cunning. He had always put on a happy front, but his unorthodox methods were similar to Han.

Leah clarified, “There’s no need for that. Please don’t misunderstand, they didn’t bully me.”

Ron scoffed and whispered, “You are so gullible. You really believe everything I say.”

“Of course.” Leah looked at him and affirmed, “I believe everything you say.” Ron was after all her life savior. She would not fear him no matter how evil he was.

Ron suddenly had a perplexed look on his face. As he watched Leah, his heart softened and his body tension subsided. He patted the seat next to him and said, “Come sit here.” Leah hesitated for a second before following through.

“Do you know why I’m here?” Ron asked.

After Leah shook her head, the man continued, “The woman told me that I had to return because I was the Sanders family’s son. Do you think I care about being a Sanders at all? If it’s not for… I wouldn’t even return. I’m tired of hearing terms like a bastard and illegitimate child.”

Leah felt sorry for Ron. Despite the fact that others thought him to be vicious, worthless, and of low social standing, she would never see him in the same light as he was her life savior. Feeling perturbed

that the man had gone silent, Leah turned her head and saw that Ron had fallen asleep on the sofa. With his hair down and his expression relaxed, Ron appeared to be a harmless man. Leah sighed before assisting Ron in removing his shoes. She retrieved a blanket and draped it over him after he was laid on the sofa.

Just as Leah was about to return to her room to rest for the night, she felt a sudden pull on her arm. Ron frowned and mumbled to himself, “Don’t leave me, Izzy…”

Izzy? Leah wondered to herself with a solemn expression.

The next morning, Leah headed to the living room after washing up. She was surprised to see that Ron was still sound asleep. Hence, she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. The man was awoken by the food aroma. He opened his eyes and saw that Leah had placed the plate of food on the table. She instructed, “Hurry, eat!”

“Did you make this? I didn’t know you could cook!” Ron looked at the delicious food and mocked. He praised when Leah glared at him, “This is yummy!” After taking another bite, he grinned and said, “I didn’t know you are a talented cook. Any man would be lucky to have you as a wife.”

Suddenly, the door swung open and Ian walked in with a plastic bag. He looked visibly tired when he stepped into the living hall. He was stunned for a split second when he saw Ron and Leah bonding over breakfast before breaking into an awkward smile.

Ian placed the plastic bag on the table and said jovially, “I brought you breakfast. I thought you haven’t eaten.” Before Leah could reply, Ron answered, “Why are you so kind?”

Ian’s expression darkened as he walked over to Ron. He then asked, “Why are you back?”

“Why do you care?” Ron took another bite of food and stood up. “There’s no need for you to put on a solemn expression. I’m not here for the pathetic inheritance.”

“I don’t mean that, Ron,” Ian hurriedly explained.

Ron ignored the man and turned to Leah instead. He gave a wicked smile and praised, “Thanks for taking great care of me. See you next time.” The woman stared at him in disbelief.

Once Ron was gone, Leah turned to Ian and said seriously, “I have something important to tell you.”

“What’s the matter?” Ian, who was sitting on the sofa, asked. The eyebags under his eyes were clearly visible. After a moment of hesitation, Leah decided to break the news to him. “I saw Charlie.”

“Who?” Ian probed.

“Charlie Parridge, my adoptive father. I saw him… with Sasha.” Leah scowled while looking troubled. “I’m not sure if I’m overthinking, but Sasha has been acting strange these days. I saw Charlie when I followed her to Cloud Pavilion.”

Leah inhaled deeply and noticed Ian’s perplexed look. She continued, “But Charlie is dead. I saw with my own eyes that he didn’t manage to escape when our house caught on fire.”

Ian furrowed his brows and remained silent as he processed his thoughts. After a few minutes, he said thoughtfully, “So you are suspecting that Sasha and Charlie know each other? They may even have… a close relationship?