Chapter 130
The coldness in Han’s eyes faded away as his gaze fell upon Charlotte. Han remained soft-hearted
towards his son. Charlotte was a chubby boy. His gradually developing facial features resembled Molly
more than Han.
“Daddy, I want huggies.” Charlotte said. Molly had taught him how to tackle Han’s soft side since he
was little. It was a piece of cake for Charlotte as he grew up with her teachings. Han reached out
reluctantly and held Charlotte in his arms. Han asked, “What have you been doingtely?”
Charlotte began counting his fingers and answered, “I went to a lot of fun ces with mommy and ate a
lot of tasty food. Daddy, I’ve seen a lot of children going to the amusement park with their daddies.
When will you take me there?”
Charlotte looked at Han with longing eyes as he waited for his answer. Molly was excited to hear it as
well. Han was stunned. He never loved Molly, yet he must be a responsible father to Charlotte. As Han
was hesitating on his response, Charlotte began twitching intensely in his arms. He was having
difficulty breathing.
Charlotte widened his eyes as his face turned pale. He looked like he was experiencing agonizing pain.
Han was taken aback and immediately called the family doctor beside them to check on him. Molly was
bbergasted. “Han, will Charlotte be alright?” Molly asked as she clutched his hand. Charlotte was
everything to her.
“He’ll be fine.” Han answered softly. Although he had no feelings for Molly, he decided to reassure her
as she was extremely worried. The family doctor came out of the room after half an hour. Molly swiftly
approached the doctor and asked, “What happened to Charlotte?”
The doctor had a solemn look on his face. He nced at Han as he was hesitant to speak in front of
Molly. “Speak.” Han insisted. The doctor took a deep breath and said, “ording to my preliminary
inspection analysis, the patient is diagnosed with congenital myeloma.
“What? Myeloma?” Molly eximed in disbelief. She grasped the doctor’s hand tightly. “What’s
Myeloma?” Molly asked. She was unaware that her fingernails were creating deep marks on the back
of the doctor’s hand.
The doctor endured the pain and took another deep breath. He exined, “In the early stages of
Myeloma, the patient will experience weakness in limbs. As time passes, the patient will begin
coughing out blood. At the final stage of myeloma, the cancer cells will take overpletely and cease
metabolism…”
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The doctor could not say thest line. Yet, both Han and Molly understood him. Molly took a few steps
back as she was failing to stand upright. She was drenched in despair. She felt that it was the end of
the world as the child she loved deeply may not live long.
Han remained calm. He fidgeted his fingers and asked, “Is there a cure for this?” The doctor answered,
“There is a cure, but the odds of sess are bleak. The patient is very young. The capacity for
rejection is great. If the bone marrow from the donor is ipatible, the oue will be fatal.”
Molly covered her mouth as tears streamed down her face. Han nced at her and took a deep breath.
“Don’t worry. I’ll find a way to save Charlotte no matter what.” Han said. Molly felt a slight reassurance
after hearing his words.
Leah and Ian arrived at the cemetery on Gordon’s memorial day. As they stood in front of his grave, Ian
held Leah’s hand and uttered, “Mr. White, you can rest assured as I’ll take good care of Sarah.” There
was a picture of Gordon on the gravestone. It was as if Gordon responded to Ian with a warm look in
his eyes.
Ian drove Leah back to the city after leaving the cemetery. On the way to their destination, Ian acted
casually and asked, “It’s been quite a while since you’ve returned. Yet, you haven’t gone back to the
company. How about we head over now?”
Leah nodded slowly and she leaned against the window observing the fleeting vehicles on the road.
She was having mixed feelings.
Ian parked his car at the main entrance of thepany. A group of reporters immediately surrounded
them as soon as they got out of the car. Leah and Ian gave each other a puzzled look.
The Sander’s family and the White family merged theirpanies. Although theirpany was ranked
in the top five in Linkville, Ian had always kept a low profile. He had never attracted so many reporters
before. Leah and Ian had a bad feeling about this.
“It seems like the rumors of Ms. Cindy being in a rtionship with Mr. Sanders is true.” A reporter
uttered. Leah’s identity was well known in Linkville ever since she became the star in the previous
Fashion Week. As for Ian, he had been the star of the economic magazines for the past two years.
Rumors arousing amongst them were inevitable.
Leah and Ian nced at each other and proceeded to make their way into the building. A reporter
suddenly stopped them in their way. “What do you want?” Leah uttered expressionlessly. She was
radiating a menacing aura.
“Ms. Cindy, are you unaware of the fact that you returned after the first day of your volunteering
teaching? Do you know that your capricious behavior can cause tremendous problems for others?” The
reporter said.
“I thought you were a pretty and kinddy, but it was just an act. People like you are truly pretentious!”
Another reporter added. The reporters continued to harass Leah with their malicious spections.
Ian frowned and said, “Things aren’t the way you think.” A reporter replied, “Mr. Sanders, there’s no
need to speak for her. You deserve someone better.”
“That’s right. I’m starting to doubt that she designed the jewelry before by herself.” Another reporter
uttered. The reporters were making ambiguous ims about Leah as if someone was behind all of this.
Ian was feeling irritated. As he was about to speak up once more, Leah stopped him. She shook her
head and proceeded to ask, “Who sent you all here to say all of this?” The expressions on the
reporters’ faces were slightly moved.
“We’re just here to rify things.” One of them still tried to quibble.