Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 454

Chapter 454 Will he die?

The dimly lit forest was terrifyingly pitch black, and occasionally the unknown cries of birds only added to the eerie atmosphere.

After hearing Han's words, Leah felt her hair standing on end.

"Let's go back quickly," she said, grabbing Han's muscular arm.

This was a real adventure.

"What, are you scared?" Han's usually cool voice had a hint of amusement.

Leah bit her lip and nervously replied, "Of course, don't you see where we are? You said people are watching us in the dark..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt a strong force pulling her into a cold, fragrant embrace.

Leah felt a sharp whooshing sound passing by her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

Was it the attackers Han warned her about?

"Don't make a sound, trust me," Han's deep voice whispered in her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin and making her itch.

She nodded, still unsure of what was happening in the darkness, unable to see the enemy's movements.

Han held her like a child and bravely fought off the attackers.

Leah was completely lost in the chaos and couldn't comprehend the situation. In the darkness, she was nearly knocked out by Han's movements.

"Cough..." Han abruptly turned around and bent over, causing Leah's stomach to churn and heave.

Her intuition had proved right today. If it weren't for Han, she wouldn't have made it out alive if she had ventured into this kind of place alone.

"Hang on a little longer. They're an ancient faction, like the royal guards of the past, and they use traditional weapons like daggers and throwing knives," Han reassured her while battling the attackers who were coming at them from all sides in the darkness.

At this moment, Leah's eyes welled up inexplicably. She bit her lip to prevent herself from causing any more trouble.

As time passed, their opponents seemed to be using a hit-and-run tactic, and Han was gradually becoming overwhelmed.

Before they could make their final escape, a sharp dagger plunged into Han's shoulder.

When they finally emerged battered and bruised, Han's subordinates surrounded them with worried expressions, exclaiming, "Boss!"

Mr. Wright acted quickly again, and said, "Follow me, those people can't have gotten far!"

He immediately led his team into the dark woods, this time equipped with small flashlights.

They quickly caught four or five individuals wearing black clothes, tied them up, and took them to the police station.

Meanwhile, Leah and Serena took Han to the emergency room.

"His wound is not the problem, but there seems to be some kind of nerve toxin on the wound. This will cause him immense pain and may even corrode his heart. If the toxin is not removed in time, he may suffer heart failure and die."

The doctor's diagnosis made Leah's face turn white as a sheet. She felt like all her strength was instantly drained from her body, and she staggered and fell to the ground.

Is he going to die?

Will such a powerful person leave like this after having almost died once before?

Serena was the first to support Leah, her brows furrowed: "Then please hurry up and detoxify him."

As her best friend loved him so much, she didn't want Sarah to watch her beloved leave the world.

She might not be able to bear that kind of pain.

The doctor shook his head apologetically, "I'm sorry, we also want to save Mr. Howard, but with the medical technology and treatment available at our hospital, we simply cannot remove this toxin."

Leah's heart felt like it was being rubbed by broken glass, and after a momentary loss of consciousness, she quickly asked the doctor, "He said before the incident that this was an ancient family force, can you think of any way to help him?"

She couldn't just watch Han die, there must be a solution!

Even though she still owed him so much money, how could he just die like this? Would he be willing to go so easily?

After the doctor promised to do everything possible to find an antidote, he comforted Leah and then left.

Winter mornings always arrived late.

It was already past 7 o'clock, but it was still dim outside.

Leah had spent the night outside Han's ward. When Mr. Wright saw that she had no intention of leaving, he frowned and tried to persuade her: "Ms. White, let me take care of things here. I will lead the guys to protect our boss."

"If he wakes up or the antidote is found, we will inform you immediately. But for now, please go back and rest. If our boss sees you exhausted when he wakes up, he will surely blame us."

As she listened to his lengthy persuasion, Leah's sense of unease grew. But she also knew that staying here would be futile.

Leah changed the subject, asking, "So, how did the police handle those assailants last night?" She was hoping to extract information about the antidote from Mr. Wright.

His eyes grew dark. "They all committed suicide as soon as they arrived at the police station. That confirms they were indeed the henchmen of a certain ancient faction."

"Ms. White, they were after you. If you don't have anything urgent to attend to, it's better not to act alone and bring some of our brothers to protect you wherever you go."

If their boss were awake, he would be most concerned about Ms. White's safety.

He would definitely bring his brothers to protect the tenderness in his heart.

When Leah returned to Villa Victoria, a fine drizzle began to fall from the winter sky.

The air was chilly by a few degrees.

She crawled into the chilly bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, so she got up and went to Han's room.

This was one of the few times she had carefully examined Han's room since they reunited after parting ways.

His room was still as simple and elegant as before, and every well-placed decoration in the room reflected his coldness with a hint of tenderness.

His familiar cold fragrance filled the room, which made her feel at ease.

As sleepiness set in, she sat on the small stool and dozed off shallowly next to his bed.

She didn't sleep soundly and dreamt of Han covered in blood. She woke up scared and realized she was crying. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"Mommy, you're back! Where's daddy?" The door opened and the little one wriggled out of the butler's arms, running towards her.

Leah quickly wiped away the tears on her face and put on a smile, hugging her daughter first so she couldn't see her expression.

"He's still at work, a little busy. Did Carlotta wake up early today?"

The little one snuggled into her mother's soft embrace, her chubby face full of a sweet smile. "Yeah, it's raining outside and I woke up feeling cold. And then I overheard the maid sisters saying you were back~"

Hearing her say she was cold, Leah quickly grabbed Han's jacket from the coat rack and draped it over her.

But because of her clumsy movements, something fell out of the jacket.

Looking at the scattered photos on the ground, they were taken when she went to the amusement park with Han back then...