Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 52

Ian couldn’t believe what he was hearing and held Leah by her hand. “You heard the fireman. It’s a conflagration inside. How are you going to save him?”

Leah pursed her lips, but the expression on her countenance reflected calm as she broke away from Ian’s hold. “Han is still inside. I have to see him for myself even if he’s dead!”

“Just wait a while longer, Sarah. The fire brigade will find a way…” Ian kept persuading her.

Leah, however, ignored him and sprinted right into the building.

“Sarah!” Ian shouted hoarsely from behind her.

Leah rushed into the foyer. The roiling inferno had long spread into the front hall. Thick smoke billowed. She was immediately surrounded by a burning sensation the moment she set foot inside.

“Ack… Cough…”

Leah was choking on the smoke and quickly covered her nose and mouth as she shouted, “Are you in here, Han?!”

There was little on display in the foyer. She could see everything at a glance.

It was just as the fireman had said. There was not a single soul in sight. How could they possibly know where Han was?

Leah’s eyes locked in the direction of the lounge.

If Han hadn’t escaped into the hall, then where he was now was that lounge!

The lounge was where the fire had first started. The moment she set foot inside, a wave of heat hit her. It felt as though her clothes were going to be burned.

Leah could feel how difficult it was to breathe. Her eyes were watering from the heavy smog.

She stood by the entryway. “Are you still alive, Han?”

No one answered her.

Leah hesitated for a moment before gritting her teeth and rushing into the lounge against the roaring fire.

“Han?” Leah’s voice grew softer and softer.

Her vision was blurry.

Her eyes swept around the lounge and finally settled on the back of the couch!

Han collapsed there!

Leah rushed over and held him in her arms. “Are you okay, Han? You can’t die…” She patted his voice as she murmured in a shaky voice.

Her voice had taken on a sobbing tone.

Suddenly, another heat wave struck, but Leah seemed to have not felt a thing.

She picked Han and dragged him outside through gritted teeth. “You must live, Han.”

She still owed him her life after all.

When she married him three years ago, he was far from kind to her. One could even say he was incorrigible.

However, she clearly remembered an occasion when she had accidentally lost her footing and fallen into the water. It was he who rescued her from the freezing water.

That was also the reason she held onto her position as the madam of the Howards.

She believed Han cared for her.

But not once in these three years had she warmed his heart.

Not even once.

She was tired. She could now pay him back what he was owed.

Leah felt her eyelids grow heavy. Her limbs felt like lead and the weight of Han’s physique almost made her breathless.

She was almost out of breath.

The fire burned out the oxygen around them.

Leah dragged Han out with difficulty. She was already shaky on her feet but the thought of saving him kept her from collapsing.

Finally, she dragged him down into the foyer.

But all energy seemed to have left her.

Clank!

Suddenly, the roof beam overhead came crashing down.

Leah was startled and flung herself atop Han’s body.

“Ah…” A burning sensation spread through her. It felt as though her insides were gripped by pain.

In her trance, she seemed to see Han opening his eyes and staring at her in disbelief.

She smiled and grabbed his hand, speaking faintly, “You must live.”

Han had been out like a light but he heard someone keep calling his name as consciousness slowly returned to him.

Tired…

But Han fought to open his eyes with great difficulty.

The one who saved him was this woman?!

He couldn’t believe his eyes when he watched her fling herself on top of him and gently tell him to live on.

A peculiar feeling rose in his heart.

All he felt was boundless anger as he watched the woman collapse in front of him.

He gnashed his teeth and got to his feet to push off the beam that was pressing down on her before picking her up into his arms. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Just then, the firemen returned, and they were followed by an anxious Ian. “Sarah!”

Han could finally heave a sigh of relief.

“Save her.” With that said, he also fainted.

……

It hurt.

Leah was in severe pain as she regained consciousness. Her head felt like it was going to explode.

She hissed in response to her sudden shift.

“You’re awake!” Ian, who was by her side, exclaimed.

Leah turned her head slowly and asked, “What…happened?”

Her voice was hoarse beyond words.

“Don’t speak. The doctor said you inhaled too much smoke and burned your throat. You should speak less for now,” Ian explained, worried.

He got up to pour her a cup of warm water and handed it to her, grumbling, “What do you mean ‘What happened?’ You rushed right into a burning building. You would’ve died if the fire brigade hadn’t come to your aid in time!”

Ian’s words jolted her memory.

She recalled how the lounge had caught on fire. Everyone had already evacuated the building. Only Han had remained trapped inside.

And, she rushed in to save him.

That’s right! Han!

“Ack… Hack…” Leah coughed twice due to her sudden emotional agitation. She drank her water and asked, “Where’s Han? Is he alright?”

Ian’s eyes flashed with gloom.

To think the only one she cared about was Han despite having just regained consciousness.

He smiled bitterly. “Don’t worry. He’s fine. He’s in a far better state than you are. You, on the other hand, slept for two days.”

“Really?” Leah breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s good.”

“You still have the heart to care for me?” A cold voice resounded from the door.

Leah raised a brow in surprise and watched as Han walked in with a placid expression.

She averted her eyes. “No…”

Han looked displeased by how she avoided his gaze again.

“I need to speak with you.” Han stared right at Leah.

She instantly understood the meaning of his words.

Sighing, she spoke to Ian. “Can you leave us for a bit, Ian?”

Ian frowned and gave a wary glance at Han.

“Don’t worry. It’s nothing to worry about.” Leah smiled at him.

Han’s mood sank even lower when he watched the interaction between the two.

Ian eventually left, leaving only Han and Leah inside the ward.

Leah looked down. “What is it?”

Han entered the room and sat by her bedside. “Are you feeling better?”