Begging For A Reconciliation

Of course, the latter would quickly earn more money between working for someone else and being

your own boss.

Otherwise, when would she ever be able to pay off the five billion she owed him?

Carlotta couldn't comprehend why the two of them were arguing. She raised her head and asked

naively, "Daddy, Mommy, we're all family. Why do you owe money to each other when you're all

family?"

"Or is this how Daddy and Mommy have a romance?"

That rendered both Leah and Han speechless.

How could this be called a romance?

They still hated each other prior to dealing with Shawn.

On the surface, their relationship was nothing more than a façade.

Serena struggled to keep her laughter in check. She finally had enough and finished her dinner early.

"I'm going to rest first," she said as she stood up and excused herself to the guest room. "You guys can

talk."

Seeing that, Carlotta hastily consumed the last few mouthfuls of rice in her bowl before following her

lead. She stated, "Please wait for me, Aunt Serena! Mommy and Daddy are back together and will

spend quality time together tonight. I want to sleep with you!"

Despite her best efforts, Serena couldn't help but laugh. She responded, "Hahaha! Okay!"

When she saw them walk away, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll sleep in my own room..."

"It's not like we've never shared a bed."

Han's deep and pleasant voice cut her off before she could finish her sentence.

That caused Leah to choke.

That was true, but they didn't have to get along like a normal couple just because Carlotta made a joke.

Han cast a cold look at her. Han frowned slightly as if he'd read her mind. "But you were so willing

when you were with Shawn?" he remarked.

He became depressed when he remembered her living with Shawn at the time.

Leah's face became icy as she stated, "I never slept with him! Only you would do such a thing to me!"

Being misunderstood didn't feel good.

Han flatly acknowledged her explanation, asking, "Are you saying I'm worse than a beast?"

Leah wholeheartedly agreed but kept her lips firmly shut and didn't utter a single word.

She had a gut feeling that if she nodded in agreement with that statement, Han would lose it.

"You decide for yourself." Han went straight back to his room after finishing dinner.

Leah went back to her room as well. Carlotta, who had been lying on the side of the hallway, burst into

tears just as she reached for the doorknob. "Mommy, you ended up fighting with Daddy, didn't you?"

she cried.

"You haven't seen each other in ages. Is it because the feelings have faded, and you're getting a

divorce?"

"No, that's not right. Are you two married?"

Carlotta tried to recall her memories from the previous two years, but she couldn't seem to remember

the looks on her mother and father's faces as they married. She was instantly dumbfounded when she

realized that.

Her mouth was hanging open in shock. Then she stammered, "You... Could the both of you..."

Leah helplessly lifted her forehead and rubbed her head as she went to her side after noticing that

Carlotta was overanalyzing things. Then she said, "Everything is fine. Quit your absurd thinking. I just

came in to get my pajamas, and then I'll go..."

Finally, under Carlotta's watchful eye, Leah bit the bullet and walked into Han's room.

"Heh." A sneer rang out in the dark room as the door closed.

Even though Han knew she was coming, he deliberately asked her, "What? Now you're taking the

initiative to enter the beast's lair yourself? Are you not afraid I'll eat you?"

Leah was at a loss for words.

She didn't want to, but dealing with that brat outside proved difficult.

She had no choice but to give in to Han because she was now in a disadvantageous situation. "I'll just

sleep on the floor," she said.

Her decision caused Han's face to turn icy, and the dark room was suddenly filled with heavy air.

He took his time approaching Leah. Then he looked down at her condescendingly and said, "You can

either go out or sleep on the bed. Take your pick."

Carlotta was still outside, so going out was out of the question.

"I'll sleep on the bed," Leah declared with clarity after making up her mind.

After deciding, she turned on the light and went to the bathroom to shower.

It wasn't as though they hadn't shared a bed before, as he had earlier said. In the worst-case scenario,

things would be as they had been.

Except for the sporadic sound of water dripping, there was complete silence outside the house as the

chilly night wind gradually died.

Han quietly observed the person sleeping beside him, the light source being the dim light from the wall

lamp. Leah was curled up with her back to him, clearly attempting to minimize her presence.

His brows furrowed as he sensed how uncomfortable her sleeping position was. He wanted to turn her

to face him, but she turned around on her own.

Their breaths seemed to have mingled as they were so close.

The fragrance wafting from her body drew his attention to her. His deep gaze then fell on her rosy lips,

and his heartbeat became deafeningly loud.

He gently traced her lips, then he kissed them.

No matter what, he would continue to be attracted to her.

Leah awoke early the following day to an empty space beside her—he'd already left.

The design draft she had promised Susan had been delayed due to her plans, so she returned to

Dream Designs to pick it up.

When she finally found what she was looking for, she was abruptly stopped by the last person she

expected to see.

"Shawn?"