Begging For A Reconciliation

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The coldness in Han’s eyes faded away as his gaze fell upon Charlotte. Han remained soft-

hearted towards his son. Charlotte was a chubby boy. His gradually developing facial

features resembled Molly more than Han.

“Daddy, I want huggies.” Charlotte said. Molly had taught him how to tackle Han’s soft

side since he was little. It was a piece of cake for Charlotte as he grew up with her

teachings. Han reached out reluctantly and held Charlotte in his arms. Han asked, “What

have you been doing lately?”

Charlotte began counting his fingers and answered, “I went to a lot of fun places with

mommy and ate a lot of tasty food. Daddy, I’ve seen a lot of children going to the

amusement park with their daddies. When will you take me there?”

Charlotte looked at Han with longing eyes as he waited for his answer. Molly was excited

to hear it as well. Han was stunned. He never loved Molly, yet he must be a responsible

father to Charlotte. As Han was hesitating on his response, Charlotte began twitching

intensely in his arms. He was having difficulty breathing.

Charlotte widened his eyes as his face turned pale. He looked like he was experiencing

agonizing pain. Han was taken aback and immediately called the family doctor beside

them to check on him. Molly was flabbergasted. “Han, will Charlotte be alright?” Molly

asked as she clutched his hand. Charlotte was everything to her.

“He’ll be fine.” Han answered softly. Although he had no feelings for Molly, he decided to

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reassure her as she was extremely worried. The family doctor came out of the room after

half an hour. Molly swiftly approached the doctor and asked, “What happened to

Charlotte?”

The doctor had a solemn look on his face. He glanced at Han as he was hesitant to speak

in front of Molly. “Speak.” Han insisted. The doctor took a deep breath and said, “According

to my preliminary inspection analysis, the patient is diagnosed with congenital myeloma.

“What? Myeloma?” Molly exclaimed in disbelief. She grasped the doctor’s hand tightly.

“What’s Myeloma?” Molly asked. She was unaware that her fingernails were creating deep

marks on the back of the doctor’s hand.

The doctor endured the pain and took another deep breath. He explained, “In the early

stages of Myeloma, the patient will experience weakness in limbs. As time passes, the

patient will begin coughing out blood. At the final stage of myeloma, the cancer cells will

take over completely and cease metabolism…”

The doctor could not say the last line. Yet, both Han and Molly understood him. Molly took

a few steps back as she was failing to stand upright. She was drenched in despair. She felt

that it was the end of the world as the child she loved deeply may not live long.

Han remained calm. He fidgeted his fingers and asked, “Is there a cure for this?” The

doctor answered, “There is a cure, but the odds of success are bleak. The patient is very

young. The capacity for rejection is great. If the bone marrow from the donor is

incompatible, the outcome will be fatal.”

Molly covered her mouth as tears streamed down her face. Han glanced at her and took a

deep breath. “Don’t worry. I’ll find a way to save Charlotte no matter what.” Han said.

Molly felt a slight reassurance after hearing his words.

Leah and Ian arrived at the cemetery on Gordon’s memorial day. As they stood in front of

his grave, Ian held Leah’s hand and uttered, “Mr. White, you can rest assured as I’ll take

good care of Sarah.” There was a picture of Gordon on the gravestone. It was as if Gordon

responded to Ian with a warm look in his eyes.

Ian drove Leah back to the city after leaving the cemetery. On the way to their destination,

Ian acted casually and asked, “It’s been quite a while since you’ve returned. Yet, you

haven’t gone back to the company. How about we head over now?”

Leah nodded slowly and she leaned against the window observing the fleeting vehicles on

the road. She was having mixed feelings.

Ian parked his car at the main entrance of the company. A group of reporters immediately

surrounded them as soon as they got out of the car. Leah and Ian gave each other a

puzzled look.

The Sander’s family and the White family merged their companies. Although their

company was ranked in the top five in Linkville, Ian had always kept a low profile. He had

never attracted so many reporters before. Leah and Ian had a bad feeling about this.

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“It seems like the rumors of Ms. Cindy being in a relationship with Mr. Sanders is true.” A

reporter uttered. Leah’s identity was well known in Linkville ever since she became the

star in the previous Fashion Week. As for Ian, he had been the star of the economic

magazines for the past two years. Rumors arousing amongst them were inevitable.

Leah and Ian glanced at each other and proceeded to make their way into the building. A

reporter suddenly stopped them in their way. “What do you want?” Leah uttered

expressionlessly. She was radiating a menacing aura.

“Ms. Cindy, are you unaware of the fact that you returned after the first day of your

volunteering teaching? Do you know that your capricious behavior can cause tremendous

problems for others?” The reporter said.

“I thought you were a pretty and kind lady, but it was just an act. People like you are truly

pretentious!” Another reporter added. The reporters continued to harass Leah with their

malicious speculations.

Ian frowned and said, “Things aren’t the way you think.” A reporter replied, “Mr. Sanders,

there’s no need to speak for her. You deserve someone better.”

“That’s right. I’m starting to doubt that she designed the jewelry before by herself.”

Another reporter uttered. The reporters were making ambiguous claims about Leah as if

someone was behind all of this.

Ian was feeling irritated. As he was about to speak up once more, Leah stopped him. She

shook her head and proceeded to ask, “Who sent you all here to say all of this?” The

expressions on the reporters’ faces were slightly moved.

“We’re just here to clarify things.” One of them still tried to quibble.

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