Begging For A Reconciliation

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Leah enjoyed eating spicy food while Han disliked them.

She had a crush on him as a student and was married to him for three years. So she clearly

remembered his preferences and tastes like the back of her hand.

This man disliked anything spicy or sweet. One could even say he hated them.

She remembered there was once where she was craving for crispy chili beef and decided to eat it

before Han returned from work. Unfortunately, she was found out by him as he returned home early.

She could not forget Han’s disgusted expression at that time.

He immediately ordered the servants to dump the remaining dish, “If I see it one more time, you’re

never going out ever again,” he said coldly.

As her mind suddenly recalled this memory, Leah then responded without a thought, “I want to eat

some crispy chili beef.”

Knowing how much he hated the dish, he would have turned around and left.

But Han unexpectedly nodded with a straight face, “Sure, let’s get some crispy chili beef then,” he said.

Leah was taken aback, “Don’t you hate spicy food?” She asked with a surprised face.

Han looked back at her after hearing that.

Indeed, Han hated spicy food, but wLeah was unaware that during her disappearance for the past two

years, he was grieving at the news of her ‘death’ and wandered everywhere to find her.

He was desperate to the point where he tried out the crispy chili beef dish which he despised.

Ben could never forget it either. His president spent millions of dollars in a private room and some

expensive wine bottles while eating cheap crispy chili beef with a straight face.

Han withdrew his gaze and walked straight to the counter which was selling the dish, “What will you

order?” He asked Leah.

She was hesitant but it would be a shame to not eat it since she was indeed craving for it.

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She picked out some side dishes to go with the beef. Han then ordered after her, “I’ll get the same.”

The chef was in awe yet scared, and tried his best to create two perfect crispy chili beef dishes.

As someone who was used to eating delicacies and dishes from five-star hotels, eating a dish like this

would definitely cause diarrhea.

Leah was awaiting tragedy to happen. Staring at Han who was sitting across from her, she was looking

forward to seeing what expression he would show after taking a bite of the dish.

Han put a piece into his mouth and chewed the meat indifferently.

Even though it was a cheap dish, he ate it elegantly like a meal from a Michelin restaurant.

He gulped and looked up at Leah, “Why are you staring at me?” He asked.

Leah immediately felt bored after seeing he had not the slightest reaction from eating that dish.

She put a meatball into her mouth and shook her head, “Nothing,” she replied as she munched on.

Then it was silent between the two.

Suddenly, Leah noticed a fork appeared in front of her and lifted up her head in surprise. She saw Han

placing his portion of meatballs onto her plate.

“Mr Howard, what are you doing? If you don’t like these, you can just throw them away,” She asked.

“I thought you like eating them.” Han looked back and answered.

Leah was stunned for a second and utterly confused.

That’s true but how did you know that?

The man with a scowl on his face in front of her was indeed Han Howard.

Since when did he start caring for others? He’s Han Howard after all.

“Why? You’re not going to eat it?” Han lifted his head up and asked.

Although he despised spicy dishes, he was willing to eat them in order to impress Leah.

“No, I wanted to ask…” Leah was about to ask him the reason why, but the words suddenly got stuck in

her throat and she was not able to ask.

She somehow knew and felt scared about what his answer would be.

As Leah stumbled with her words, Han reached his hand out in a sudden and she instinctively tried to

dodge.

However, he was trying to brush the corner of her lips with his thumb. The slight cold feeling of his

thumb somehow made that part of her skin warmer.

As Leah remembered he was a germaphobe, it made Leah more confused about his intentions.

Leah swiftly stood up and muttered, “I’m done.” She then immediately left the cafeteria.

Throughout the afternoon, she passed fifty more stages of Animal Boom and finally, Leah got off work

on time by five.

There was a bus stop near the office building, which can directly reach the White residence. Since it

was still early, Leah decided to take the bus home.

While she walked on the roadside, she heard a car stopping beside her.

The car window rolled down, revealing Han’s stone-cold face, “Get in, I’ll send you home,” he called

out.

Leah shook her head and took a few steps back, “I can take the bus.”

“It’s an order.” Han did not bear to leave a space for refusal at that point.

Leah’s mouth twitched a little before opening up the rear door and sat at the back. Han felt

disappointed after Leah chose not to sit in the front passenger seat. But nothing was said in the end.

He sent her to the entrance of the White’s mansion. Leah thanked him and was going to get out of the

car before Han suddenly asked, “Leah, do you really hate me that much?”

Leah paused her movements and sighed.

She turned to look at him, “Mr Howard, you’re overthinking. I hate no one,” she answered.

If she didn’t hate him, it meant she had no feelings for him anymore.

Han tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He felt his throat become dry and was speechless for a

moment.

There was another moment of awkward silence.

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Han leaned back, his face looked gloomy as he asked, “What should I do then?”

Leah pondered on the question and her answer.

If he had asked her this question two years ago, she would have returned to him without a second

thought. However, it was too late for him.

Leah looked down, “I simply wish Mr Howard for you to not interfere with my life.” She got out of the car

after uttering out these words.

Han stared sadly as she walked away.

She had changed.

She stopped following him, and her eyes were not filled with love or desire when looking at him.

What do you want me to do, Leah?

……

Back in the mansion, Leah did not expect Ian to wait for her return.

As Ian owned the key to the White’s mansion, it was easy for him to enter the house whenever he

want. Seeing Leah returned, he giddily asked, “Have you eaten yet?”

“No.” Leah placed her bag down as she answered.

“I knew it. I cooked you a meal.” Ian’s smile grew wider as he spoke.

Leah paused and smelled the fragrant scent of home cooked meal from the kitchen. Puzzled, she

asked, “Why did you get off work early today?”

“To wait for you,” Ian replied, “After dinner, let’s go pick our clothes for the engagement party.”

Leah stared blankly as she reminisced about what happened last night.

Oh right, I am engaged now. I guess this is really goodbye, Han. She thought.

“What’s wrong? What’s with the long face?” Ian looked at her worryingly, “Han didn’t cause any trouble

to you, right?” He asked with a frown.

“No.” Leah didn’t want to talk about him and changed the topic, “So when’s the engagement party?”

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