Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 24

Molly stepped on Leah’s hand forcefully with her high heels. Cold sweat coursed down Leah’s forehead as her face turned pale from the pain. Molly lifted her foot and proceeded to sit on a chair right in front of Leah. She glared down at Leah and asked, “Who else were you expecting to see here? Let me guess. You’re looking for Han, isn’t it?”

Leah was dazed upon hearing that name. Molly smirked and continued, “Oh Leah, just look at the face you’re making right now. You look pathetic. Han would have loathed if he saw you in this state.” Leah curled up her petite figure and closed her eyes to hide her forlorn,

She’s right. Han hates me to the core. He would be amused to see me like this right now. In spite of that, how did Molly know that I’m staying over with the Sanders family?

“You’re probably wondering how I knew about you staying over at the Sanders family. Am I right?” Molly said as if she read Leah’s mind. Molly proceeded, “To be frank, Han had been searching for you for the past two days. He knew that I pushed you off the cliff. He also told me that you were staying over at the Sanders family.

Leah’s pupils widened in disbelief. She could not conclude that Han had betrayed her without hesitation as they had been married for three years. “What’s wrong? You don’t believe me?” Molly sneered. She chuckled and continued, “You know, I was planning to get rid of you today, but I came up with a better idea.”

Leah used every ounce of strength to get back on her feet. She sat against the wall and took a deep breath. “What is it?” Leah asked feebly. Molly patted Leah’s cheek and said, “You haven’t gotten a glimpse of the wedding photo of me and Han. It would be a pity if I ended your life right now. I would rather keep you alive and make your life no different than hell. You will never get back together with Han!”

Leah was startled by Molly’s heinous words. Her face turned pale as her lips trembled. She asked, “Why are you doing this to me?” Molly grinned and answered, “You’ve coveted a man that you shouldn’t, and now you must pay the price.” Molly stood up from the chair and glanced at the three men around her. “Take good care of Ms. Murray here for me, and do be gentle.” Molly insisted as she left.

A terrible stench filled the room as it was a cramped storehouse. It was a soundproof room despite it being relatively empty.

The three men gradually approached Leah. She trembled in fear as she took a few steps back. “Please don’t come any closer. Let me go. I beg of you. I’ll give you anything you want!” Leah uttered in desperation.

“What can you give us? You’ve been dumped by Mr. Howard.” One of the men said. “That’s right. Ms. Lamare and Mr. Howard are destined to be together. You can only dream of being as happy as them!” Another man added. The leader amongst the men pounced on Leah and ripped her coat open. Leah held on to her clothes with all her might as she begged for mercy.

Leah had never regretted her decisions in her life. She was desolated by Han on their wedding night. Han had never once smiled in the past three years of their marriage. He even insisted Leah to undergo an abortion. Yet, Leah did not regret having married him.

Leah felt the chills on her body as her shirt was ripped open. She repented for her actions at this moment. She realized her biggest mistake in life. She should have never approached Han as he never liked her. Leah gritted her teeth with a face full of despair. She planned to end her life.

Suddenly, the metal door of the storehouse was kicked open by someone outside. The three men were stunned for a brief moment. Leah was taken aback as well. She swiftly crawled to the corner and covered her body with the leftover fabric.

A bloody stench filled the room as soon as the door was shut. A man covered in blood leaned against the door as he gasped for air. He spat out a mouth full of blood and uttered to himself, “You little assholes. I’ll be coming to end you all.”

“Who are you?” One of the men asked. The three of them kept their eyes on the bloody man. The man sat down by the door and rested for 30 seconds. He slowly lifted his head as his breathing returned to normal.

Leah lifted her head as well. Her gaze met with the man’s through her hazy tears. Leah was frightened to see the man’s face covered in blood. He looked like a bloodthirsty werewolf in this dimly lit storehouse. Leah. quickly averted her gaze as she was terrified.

“Hey! I’m asking you here. You can’t be in here. Now get out!” One of the men said. The blood–covered man only glanced at them silently. One of the men went in for a punch as he was out of patience.

An agonizing scream sounded in the room. The man failed to land his punch. His eyes were pierced by the blood–covered man’s fingers. Blood was gushing out from his eye sockets. “Tch, what an awful sound you make.” The blood–covered man said. He proceeded to grab the screaming man by his neck and tightened his grip.

The man was silenced as he died in an instant. Leah’s lips trembled in fear as she had just witnessed a murder. She did not dare to make a sound as the man glared at her. The killing did not end there. The man was a cold–blooded killing machine. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

In the blink of an eye, the three men that harassed Leah became corpses lying on the ground motionless. Leah held her knees close together as she curled up in the corner. Her body could not stop trembling as she feared that the next target would be her.

Leah kept her eyes shut as she waited for everything to be over. She felt that something was off as nothing happened after a while. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that the blood–covered man was sitting by the door motionless. His eyes were closed.

The storeroom was pin–drop silent. Leah relaxed her limbs as she gradually approached the man with caution. Leah felt that the man meant no harm to her compared to the three who were harassing her earlier; albeit he was skilled in killing.

Leah reached out her hand cautiously to check his breath. She let out a sigh of relief as she felt the vague breath coming from the man’s nose.

As she was about to retract her arm, her wrist was gripped forcefully.