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Many years later, when someone asked Han why a man as proud as him would lower
himself so many times for Leah, only one word appeared in his mind: rain.
All the most memorable moments of Leah happened in the rain.
At that moment, Han suddenly felt the hardship of traveling through the rugged mountain
terrain was nothing when he saw Leah.
They locked eyes for a few seconds before Leah shifted her gaze.
Leah would never dream of seeing Han there. However, she could no longer persuade
herself otherwise that Han was there for her.
He still would not let go of her.
“Quick! Get him out of the mud!” the villagers shouted.
Han’s feet had sunken deep in the mud. It was impossible to pull himself up without help.
Everyone quickly rushed forward and shoveled the mud to get Han out.
“Do you know him?” Sunny asked Leah and Serena because he thought Han looked too
elegant and graceful to be involved with villagers like them, except Leah and Serena.
Leah pressed he lips tightly and refused to say anything. The color drained out of her face
when Han laid eyes on her. The atmosphere became intense.
At that moment, Serena yawned. “I know him. He’s my friend. I’ll bring him home.”
Sunny let out a sigh of relief.
He thought Han was here for Leah. But, then, that would be bad for his intention for Leah.
“Great! Let’s go,” said Sunny to Han.
Han gave him a cold stare. He did not move an inch.
“What’s wrong? You don’t want to come with me? But then you can only leave here
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttomorrow morning. No one could save you if you fell again,” asked Serena curiously.
Serena did not know what happened between Han and Leah, but she could sense
something from their intricate interactions. So, she was pretty excited to find out more
about them.
So, Serena could be the only person who was happy about Han’s arrival.
Han gave a brief look at Serena before landing his gaze on Leah. “My feet are numb,” he
said.
Everyone could sense a hint of hurt feeling from Han’s deep voice.
However, Leah completely ignored Han. She turned and left.
“Erm… Let me help get out of here.” Sunny took a step forward hesitantly.
Han gave him another cold stare. “No, not you.”
Sunny pulled a face. “Who do you want then?” he asked.
“I want her.” Han pointed his finger at Leah, who looked slightly scrawny from behind.
Of course, Leah heard Han’s words. She was not deaf. Moreover, Han had intentionally
raised his voice.
Even so, Leah pretended like she did not hear anything. She continued to walk forward
and did not even turn her head.
Serena had a strange feeling like she was watching a squabble between a couple.
Han refused to let anyone help him, even though the rain was getting heavier. He stood
still there like he would not leave until Leah turned her head.
Everyone was in raincoats except Han. His expensive, custom-made suit was soaking wet
and covered with mud.
“Cindy, are you going to leave him like this?” Serena ran over to Leah and whispered in
her ear.
Leah took a look at Han from the corner of her eyes. “Yes. He can stay there forever if he
wants,” said Leah flatly.
Her voice traveled to Han’s ears, which were not far away from her.
“Tsk, tsk. I didn’t know you could be this cruel,” Serena teased Leah.
Han stayed in the rain for another two minutes. Meanwhile, Leah and others did not go far
because of the slippery road condition.
Han’s expression hardened, looking at Leah’s back.
She did not turn her head back even once. Leah had only looked at Han once since they
discovered Han.
Has she ultimately given up on me?
Han suddenly felt despair.
He never lost hope when he traveled far into Abingdon Town or even when he was trapped
in the mud.
However, at that moment, he felt helpless.
“Er… are you sure you don’t want to go?” asked another villager hesitantly.
Han pursed his lips and raised his chin. “Well, since you care about me so much, I’ll go
with you then.”
“…”
The villager was wondering what did he say indicate his care for Han.
Shortly after, Leah heard another set of footsteps behind her.
Leah knew too well she could recognize Han’s footsteps among others.
The journey back to the village was long. The villagers only arrived home around midnight.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFinally, the rain stopped.
Leah took off her raincoat. She pulled back her slightly damp hair, not paying attention to
her surroundings.
All this while, Han’s gaze was fixated on her.
Leah was wearing a shirt made of light, thin fabric. When she raised her hand, one could
see a small patch of fair skin on her waist.
Han narrowed his eyes and pressed his lips. Then, he lunged forward and pulled down
Leah’s shirt.
Leah was drying her hair. She was startled by Han’s sudden action. “What are you doing?”
asked Leah as she stepped back and looked at Han warily.
Han was stunned at her reaction.
“I’m just adjusting your shirt,” Han explained.
Leah nodded. “I know, but please leave me alone.”
It hurt Han to hear her tone sound so distant.
Then, Sunny came in with a short-sleeved T-shirt and long pants. “These are my clothes.
You can wear them if you don’t mind,” said Sunny to Han with a shy smile.
Han did not bring anything with him to Rock Hill Village. He was drenched completely
without any clothes to change into.
“No, thanks.” However, Han declined without any hesitation.
Sunny froze for a while.
Leah was embarrassed and felt a bit angry at Han’s reply. “Keep your clothes. Some
people could be very ungrateful,” she told Sunny.
“No. I mean, my clothes are in my car at the foot of the hill. I can get them tomorrow,”
Han awkwardly explained when he saw Leah had misunderstood him.
Han was germaphobic. He never liked to use things others had used, especially things as
personal as clothes.