Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 247

Chapter 247 Vile Spawn

“Go get the men to search for them, and I don't even need a thorough search in Linkville.”

Alfred was aware of how important Leah Murray was to Han. Therefore, he told his men to leave the amusement park immediately after receiving Han's order.

At the center of the road, it seemed Ben was enduring the pain suffered in his body, and he climbed toward the crowd.

Yesterday he went to the amusement park with Leah, and they separated in different directions. He was surrounded by a group of people later. At first, he wanted to call for help but was knocked down by a stick. When he woke up and was no longer in the amusement park, he found his body covered with wounds while his cell phone was gone.

Han stopped the car when he saw someone in the middle of the road. When he found it was Ben, he asked abruptly, “Ben, why are you here, and where is Leah?”

Ben raised his eyes with much suffering, and when he was trying to speak, he went into a blackout.

At the hospital, the wardroom was filled with the sickening smell of the disinfectant liquid.

Ben moved his fingers, opened his eyes, and swept through the room, and his gaze fell on Han later. “I’m sorry, Mr. Howard.”

When Han heard his voice, he turned his back.

Ben looked down with much guilty in his eyes and said, “I failed to protect Ms. White.”

If he didn’t promise Leah to send her to the amusement park, the whole thing wouldn’t happen. But Han, who always remained calm, didn’t blame Ben and said coldly, "The blame is not on you."

The people behind had targeted Leah, and the seizure was just a matter of time.

“What was happening in the afternoon yesterday?” Han continued to ask. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The sooner Leah founded, the greater the hope. Ben Han then explained what had happened the day before.

Han pinched his eyebrows together tensely when the name Shawn came up. He let Ben have a proper rest and left the hospital later.

Han, his cold face filled with furious, was dring his black color Porsche on the road.

“Mr. Howard, what brings you here?” Mr. Carling greeted and stared at Han. But Han had ignored him, and he widened his steps toward the living hall.

Upon hearing the footsteps, the frosty expression on Shawn’s face turned to a sincere smile.

“Where is Leah?” Han dragged Shawn, sat on the ground, and asked in his cold tone.

“Who is Leah?” Shawn replied in doubt.

Having seen this, Mr. Carling was trying to reach out, stopped when he met with Han’s icy cold gaze, and said, “Mr. Howard, Shawn is just a small kid now, and would you don’t bother him?”

The glory fierce in Han’s eyes was evident, and he asked, “Why did you cheat her on going to the amusement park?”

“Amusement park… haha… I want to go there.”

“Could you bring me there?”

Later, Shawn broke into a big laugh and held onto Han’s hand. Mr. Carling approached Han and asked, “Mr. Howard, would it be a misunderstanding, as Shawn didn’t go out anywhere, and he was with me all day yesterday.” He continued, “You could check with the surveillance if you don’t believe. The surveillance was specially installed at home since Shawn lost his memory because we fear something might happen to him.”

The words from Mr. Carling had put Han standing still on the spot, and he went on to retrieve the surveillance recording yesterday before Han could react.

Upon this, Han released Shawn’s collar and left the Ford residence.

After hearing the car drove-away sound, Han’s brown eyes turned a hint of frost, and he patted his wrinkled shirt.

“Why did you do this, Shawn?” Mr. Carling heaved a sigh helplessly.

As if it was unheard and Shawn sharpened his voice, he asked, "Who was on duty yesterday? You can not even do a simple task like this, and you're supposed to leave."

The guy standing at the door was startled and scared out of his wits. He pulled down before he had a chance to beg.

Shawn turned his gaze and met the eyes of Mr. Carling, with wrinkles all over his face, reminded him, “Mr. Carling, you’d better be quiet.”

“Shawn, Ms. White is a nice person.” Mr. Carling replied after a deep breath.

In the room on the second floor, Leah was lying weakly in the bed. She didn’t understand what Shawn wanted and was unwilling to stay there.

Leah pondered for a moment, and she woke up from the bed; she then opened the door and shouted, “Somebody, I’m starving!”

The maid guarding the door opened the door.

There, Leah peeped down.

“I’m starving.”

“Wait.” The maid turned around and knocked down violently as she tried to descend the stairs.

Leah took advantage of the maid, who had not yet regained her senses, and ran down the stairs.

“She ran away!”

“She ran away!”

The maid shouted while she slumped on the ground.

Leah's heart had sunk, but that did not bother her, and she had quickened her steps.

Upon this, Jackson, who was in the next room, heard the sound, and he was fast in opening the door. He chased after Leah after that.

“Ms. White, where are you trying to go?”

Having looked at each other, Leah recognized the person standing before her and twitched her lips.

“Jackson Lamere!”

The person whose Han had sought for so long has now appeared at Ford’s residence.

Was that meant Shawn and Jackson were in cooperation?

Jackson curved the corner of his mouth, and in his jokingly gaze, he said, “Ms. White, are you surprised?”

In a split second, Leah calmed herself down. “No.”

Jackson had blocked her only way exit, and she had missed the chance. The people guarding would

be more cautious after the incident.

“Get back, don’t make me do anything unwanted.” Jackson rolled up his sleeve.

However, Leah did not easily give up and turned back slightly; she trotted by the time Jackson slackened. It had made Jackson change his face, and he chased after with wide steps, pulled Leah’s collar, and he dumped her on the ground.

He raised his hand and slapped Leah, scolding in a high tone, “B*itch.”

If Leah had escaped, it was equivalent to his plan failing, which was something he wouldn’t allow to happen.

Leah’s right cheek was red and swollen rapidly, and she sat weakly on the floor; painful in her belly, she felt a gust of heat between her legs, and her complexion changed.

Baby, her baby.

With all her might, Leah upheld the pain and grabbed Jackson’s pants, “Mr. Lamere, please help me, please help my baby.”

Jackson went a few steps backward to avoid Leah.

“I beg you.” Leah was pale and sweaty all over her face.

Jackson stood up and looked down at Leah, he saw a gush of fresh blood between her legs, and he was delighted at that moment.

The baby in Leah’s belly was Han’s vile spawn.

It was good if the vile spawn had gone.

Leah covered her belly with her hands, her eyes filled with supplication. "I beg you. Please help my baby..."

She remembered she had suffered when losing a child and didn’t want to experience it again.

Upon seeing this, Jackson kicked Leah away with a frozen face and said, “That’s vile spawn, it’s unnecessary to keep!”

Leah numbed in pain, people talking sounded in her ears, and she kept begging in her mouth hoping for Jackson to help her baby.