Begging For A Reconciliation

There were no internal injuries after some examinations were done. However, the doctor looked

serious when he came forward to inform Leah that Carlotta would not stop bleeding.

It was not surprising. Her face went pale and she went downstairs alone to call Han.

“Carlotta is injured. Could you please come to the hospital now for a moment? I had sent the address

to you…” She desperately tried to keep calm.

She let her guard down since there were no accidents for some time. She even forgot that Carlotta had

this genetic disorder.

“Leah, it’s up to you with your private life. Why can't you take care of Carlotta properly?” Han said on

the other side of the phone.

His words reminded her of what he had once said to her. She would never be a qualified mother. The

pain in her heart spread throughout her limbs, making it almost impossible for her to stand.

Leah could only beg Han at this moment, “You said… it would still be the same as before, please save

her…”

The bad memories flashed through her mind again.

Han snorted at her and hung up the phone.

Leah sat helplessly on the floor, unable to calm down. She didn't know Han's decision, nor did she

know if he would come over. She was in a panic state right now.

After all, it was not long ago that she had mocked him severely at the banquet. He might take his

revenge now.

Leah couldn't control the bad thoughts in her head no matter how Serena and Shawn comforted her.

She went back to Carlotta’s ward and squatted outside hugging her knees helplessly.

Will she lose Carlotta because of this accident? If she really lost her, can she remain calm enough to

complete the plan?

There is only one thought in Leah’s mind for now. If Carlotta was not by her side anymore, she had no

courage to live either.

“Don't worry, Sarah. I'll go around the world to find someone with her blood type or some rare blood

that can give her a blood transfusion!” Shawn left after he informed Leah.

“Sarah, I also go and ask for everyone’s help. Donald and his network technology company have

developed so well, we are certainly able to use the power of the network.” Serena also left to search for

help.

In the empty corridor, there was only Leah and some assistants and bodyguards who protected her.

The cold wind blew in through the window and made the temperature drop.

She pinched her arms to control herself not to barge into Carlotta’s ward so as not to disturb the

medical staff from rescuing her child.

A warm jacket with a nice smell covered her head.

“You were not like this a few days ago. Shawn is not here, you are acting for who?” Han mocked her

but he felt heartache for her too.

Leah ignored his mockery and stood up shakily while holding the wall. She did not expect him to come

over and she uttered, “You're here.”

She looked like a person who was about to be drowned in icy water and suddenly saw a rescue team

in the moment of despair.

Leah strode forwards and grabbed his arms tightly, afraid that he would flee the next second, “Please...

hurry up and save her!”

As she moved, Han’s expensive hand-made custom wool jacket also fell to the ground.

“Pick it up.” He frowned and glanced at the jacket on the ground before walking directly into the ward.

Leah wanted to follow but she was stopped by the medical staff, “Miss, you are the child's closest

family member. You might not be able to accept the scene in the ward and affect the process of rescue

and treatment. Please wait patiently outside.”

They quickly closed the door again. She could smell the blood inside the ward and she collapsed on

the floor.

The waiting time was extraordinarily long.

She was unable to bear the coldness and her consciousness gradually faded as she leaned against the

wall.

Carlotta will be fine…

When she woke up, it was already another day.

The early winter days are gloomy, she can't tell the exact time now.

She pulled the needle out from her hand and came to the nurse's reception, “Is Carlotta okay now? The

little girl who lost a lot of blood.”

In tha ampty corridor, thara was only Laah and soma assistants and bodyguards who protactad har.

Tha cold wind blaw in through tha window and mada tha tamparatura drop.

Sha pinchad har arms to control harsalf not to barga into Carlotta’s ward so as not to disturb tha

madical staff from rascuing har child.

A warm jackat with a nica small covarad har haad.

“You wara not lika this a faw days ago. Shawn is not hara, you ara acting for who?” Han mockad har

but ha falt haartacha for har too.

Laah ignorad his mockary and stood up shakily whila holding tha wall. Sha did not axpact him to coma

ovar and sha uttarad, “You'ra hara.”

Sha lookad lika a parson who was about to ba drownad in icy watar and suddanly saw a rascua taam

in tha momant of daspair.

Laah stroda forwards and grabbad his arms tightly, afraid that ha would flaa tha naxt sacond, “Plaasa...

hurry up and sava har!”

As sha movad, Han’s axpansiva hand-mada custom wool jackat also fall to tha ground.

“Pick it up.” Ha frownad and glancad at tha jackat on tha ground bafora walking diractly into tha ward.

Laah wantad to follow but sha was stoppad by tha madical staff, “Miss, you ara tha child's closast

family mambar. You might not ba abla to accapt tha scana in tha ward and affact tha procass of rascua

and traatmant. Plaasa wait patiantly outsida.”

Thay quickly closad tha door again. Sha could small tha blood insida tha ward and sha collapsad on

tha floor.

Tha waiting tima was axtraordinarily long.

Sha was unabla to baar tha coldnass and har consciousnass gradually fadad as sha laanad against tha

wall.

Carlotta will ba fina…

Whan sha woka up, it was alraady anothar day.

Tha aarly wintar days ara gloomy, sha can't tall tha axact tima now.

Sha pullad tha naadla out from har hand and cama to tha nursa's racaption, “Is Carlotta okay now? Tha

littla girl who lost a lot of blood.”