Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 209

Sasha sobbed pathetically while hugging Mrs. Sanders in the ward. In between sobs, she commended Ian.

Molly also tried to cajole her in order to show her "gentle and considerate" side.

Han became agitated at the sight of the three women—particularly Sasha's crying. He found it extremely disconcerting.

He pulled out a cigarette when suddenly he remembered he was still in the ward. He briefly held the cigarette between his fingers before saying to Molly, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

Molly dared not bother him because she could tell he was getting restless and impatient, so she quickly said, "Okay, Han. Once you've finished smoking, we'll go back."

"Okay." Han left the ward and went to the smoking area. He lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and began puffing.

His mind had been blank, but after he lit the cigarette, the image of Leah started to come to him.

She was lying on the hospital bed, oblivious to him.

Han became even more restless, and the cigarette in his hand seemed to have lost its flavor.

He snuffed out that one cigarette after quickly finishing it. He had intended to smoke another stick, but he found himself putting that pack of cigarettes back into his pocket for some reason. He pressed his lips together and moved slowly toward Leah's ward.

Just one look.

He told himself tliat.

He over-pushed her, and that was why she fell. He was the reason she was in the hospital, so by all means, he ought to at least look at her.

Han paused at the ward's door. He was about to open the door to enter when he heard Leah's emotionally distraught voice from within say, "I won't believe it!"

Han froze, his brows arched slightly.

Leah was, in fact, distraught. She kept looking at the report, reading it repeatedly to ensure she didn't see tilings wrong. Her face was flushed red, and she wore a look of utter disbelief.

According to the report, she was two and a half weeks pregnant!

How could she, though? Two and a half weeks... That was half a month ago... Could it be the incident involving Shawn?

Leah felt that she was about to lose her mind.

"Don't get too worked up, Ms. White. The examination performed at our hospital would never yield an incorrect result," said the doctor earnestly, sighing.

He had earlier read Leah's information and noticed that she was single, which was why his brows were furrowed and he was somber.

"How is this possible? How could I be pregnant?!" Leah's face was pale, and her lips quivered as she said those words.

Outside the door, Han's face also suddenly changed.

She's pregnant?

That baby... For some reason, Han felt a burst of joy in his heart, making him want to rush in right away.

He eventually restrained himself from doing so.

Clutching the report in her hand, Leah took a full three minutes before she finally accepted tliat she was pregnant.

If she was indeed pregnant, then that meant Shawn was the father of this child. If this were indeed Shawn's child, she would never want to keep it!

Leah almost dug into her skin as she clenched her hands tightly.

After what seemed like an eternity, as if she had made a major decision, she took a deep breath and said, "Doctor. I want to abort this child."

The doctor let out a long sigh.

He knew it would come to this. Her information clearly stated that she was unmarried, implying that she would most likely want an abortion, but—

"You can't abort the baby," the doctor said helplessly, frowning.

Leah was taken aback for a moment before asking, "Why not?"

Her heart was gradually filled with a foreboding feeling.

The doctor frowned. Then, solemnly, he said, "You'd had a miscarriage before. Has that slipped your mind? Your chances of conceiving successfully are only tliirty percent at best. If you abort this baby, you will almost certainly never be able to conceive again!"

Leah's face became as white as a sheet!

She'd never be able to have children for the rest of her life!

How could she have been so blind to the stakes?

She was a woman who would never be able to reproduce again.

Anguished, Leah closed her eyes.

She could never have Shawn's child!

Shawn was a scourge, and Iris child was a scourge as well.

Leah had clamped down so hard that she had nearly cracked a back molar.

The doctor sighed as he witnessed her struggle and agony. Knowing she was upset, he consoled her, saying, "Take your time thinking about it. I'll leave now and get out of your hair."

Leah covered her head with her hands in anguish and nodded slowly.

After finishing his speech, tire doctor left, leaving Leah alone in the ward.

The atmosphere in the ward was heavy and silent.

Leah felt the internal conflict between her heart and mind.

Han, who had been standing outside tire door when he heard the news, felt uneasy at the same time.

Leah was two and a half weeks pregnant, so the baby was likely his. She wished to have their child aborted, though.

Han regarded the woman with a pale face and an agonized expression from outside the ward. His heart almost dropped to the bottom of the abyss when he saw her looking like that.

Was she suffering so much because she was pregnant with their child?

She'd rather risk not being able to have any more children for the rest of her life and abort the baby now?

Han's hands clenched slightly.

When Han heard footsteps in the corridor, he quickly quelled his emotions and left Leah's ward.

Ron pushed open the ward door to find Leah sitting on the bed with a pale face. She had a very distant look on her face. Her eyes wer e dull, as if she was lost in a daze.

"Are the test results out yet?" With his booming voice, Ron yanked Leah out of her thoughts. He reached out to get the results of her earlier examinations as he put the medication in his hand. "Let me look."

Leah quickly retracted her hand, as if it had been scalded, and hid the reports behind her back.

Ron frowned and inquired suspiciously, "What's the problem? Is something wrong here?"

Leah forced a smile while shaking her head like a rattle. "No, nothing. What could possibly go wrong? When will I be able to leave the hospital?"

She was successfill in diverting Ron's attention away from that subject. "The doctor said a couple of days later," Ron said with a smile, "He said you needed another checkup."

"All..." Leah had a slightly dejected look on her face.

A couple of days wouldn't bother her. It was enough time for her to consider her options and perhaps terminate the pregnancy.

She didn't want to bring an unwanted child into the world and cause the child pain. After all, the father of the child was someone she despised.

Leah's brows were knitted tightly, her face gloomy and sad. She appeared to be weighed down by worry. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Ron simply assumed she had grown bored of sitting there idly with nothing to do. "There's a garden downstairs," he said after a brief moment of thought. "There are quite a lot of people there. Would you like me to take you for a walk?"

"Hull?" Leah was caught off guard.

"Let's go." Ron took one of the coats and draped it over her. "It's too boring to be stuck here in the room," he said as he took her hand. "You will recover more quickly if you take a walk."

"Okay." Staying in the ward was also too boring for Leah.

Ian led her out of the ward.

However, the two didn't know tliat a pair of surly eyes had been stalking them from behind.