Chapter 340
Chapter 340 Not a Misunderstanding
Verily, Leah could not believe her ears. She gaped at Han, who wore a sneer on his face, so livid that
her hands trembled.
“Get away from me!”
With her eyes zing scarlet, she shoved him away. At the stabbing pain from the depths of her heart,
tears inexorably shimmered in her eyes.
Am I really that shameless in his eyes?
In the next heartbeat, she sprinted out of the hotel.
Perhaps the despair and disappointment in her eyes earlier were too intense, for Han halted in his
steps after chasing after her for a while, his gaze dim.
The mere thought of Leah’s expression just now resulted in a faint sense of panic within him.
Had I misunderstood things? But it was only because I instantly lost all reason at the sight of her
disheveled state that I uttered all those words.
It waste at night, and it had started drizzling. Frigid gusts of wind carrying chilly raindrops hit Leah
incessantly.
At longst, she snapped. Tears escaped the corners of her eyes.
“I’m sorry, Ms. White. Please forgive me for my actions earlier.” Donald walked over to her with an
umbre. Guilt was written all over his face, hisscivious expression a while ago all but gone.
At the sight of Leah’s anguish, sheer regret haunted him. He hastily apologized, “I’m truly sorry. If I’d
known you were the person who saved me back then, I would never have made a move on you. I’ve
already ordered my subordinate to send Miss Coleman back to the studio. Please forgive my blunder
tonight.”
Following the man’s attitude, Leah’s lips curved into a sneer. “I don’t remember ever saving you.”
The multiple twists of events that night tripped her up, and she could not quite keep up with the
changes.
Initially, she came to the hotel with Serena to apologize to Donald and salvage the studio’s first
commission, but she ended up almost vited by thetter.
Both women were drunk and lost the ability to fight back earlier, so Leah was just about to tell the
person waiting downstairs to call the police when Donald suddenly did a one-eighty after glimpsing the
faint scar on her leg. He apologized to her instead.
Not only did he do that, but he even had his subordinate send Serena back and went downstairs to wait
for her while she made herself presentable.
Truly, she had no recollection of saving him.
Donald shed her a sincere smile, his eyes brimming with gratefulness. “It’s no surprise that you don’t
remember me. Two years ago, you merely walked by and saved me in passing. It was winter then. My
family went bankrupt, and I ended up on the streets abroad. I was close to starving and freezing to
death when you walked past. Finding me pitiful, you bought me a bowl of steaming hot pasta and gave
me your scarf. Then, you contacted the hospital for me. The policeter gave me your purse. It was
thanks to you that I managed to survive.”
After saying that, he took out a small leather purse from his pocket.
Leah stared at the purse in his hands, profound shock drowning out the sorrow and bitterness within
her. “It was you?”
Indeed, she had visited Melville during winter two years ago. She felt sympathetic toward the many
beggars by the roadside at night, so she helped them. Little did she expect Donald to be one of them.
Subsequently, something seemingly urred to her. She regarded him with a frown. “But how did you
recognize me?”
At that, unbidden pride showed on Donald’s face. “Later, after I brought the Harper family to sess
once more, the first thing I did was to have a painter draw a portrait of you based on what I
remembered. s, I never found you again. It wasn’t until I came back to the country for business this
time that I happened across a news report of you on the inte. I felt that you looked somewhat
simr to the person who saved me back then, so I decided to help your newly opened studio out.”
When he reached this point of the conversation, he grew anxious again. His gaze darted all around,
and he did not dare look Leah in the eye. “Actually, I’d nned on fulfilling themission. But then,
someone told me you had questionable character and are an ingrate. I hate such people the most, so I
started to make things difficult for you. Never had I expected you to be the person who saved me. I’m
really sorry.”
He spoke at length, but Leah merely stood frozen to the spot for a long time after listening to him.
Silence reigned. The only sounds that remained were the stter of raindrops on the umbre.
A long time passed before Leah heaved a sigh. “I’ll be leaving first.”
There was too much information from Donald, and she needed time to digest everything.
That aside, she had to give herself some breathing room after so many things had happened in the
past few days.
Upon hearing that, Donald thoughtfully opened his car door for her at once. “Please allow me to drive
you back, Ms. White.”
Initially, Leah wanted to turn him down. Although he imed that she once saved him, she could not
believe him entirely because of his actions earlier that night.
But at the thought that Serena had already been forcibly taken away by his subordinate, she could only
get into his car.
If he really has ulterior motives, he’ll definitely send us both to the same ce.
To keep someone important to her from being hurt again because of her, she was not at all afraid, even
if she knew that she was headed to hell.
When Han and his subordinate returned to the hotel lobby, he happened to see Leah voluntarily getting
into Donald’s car. Such shock flooded him that his pupils abruptly constricted.
Ben also witnessed that and was likewise shocked beyond words. “Boss… Ms. White…”
Ms. White is actually being with Donald of her own volition?
All of a sudden, he felt the temperature around him drop sharply. The intense and chilly sense of
violence made his hair stand on end. He fell silent and dared not utter a word further.
Han’s icy and petrifying gaze was fixated in the direction where Donald’s car drove off. His hands
balled into fists by his sides, bright red blood dripping onto the ground.
Sure enough, Leah, all this wasn’t a misunderstanding. In that case, why did you act as though you had
suffered a great grievance just now? What right do you have to feel wronged when you gave yourself to
such a man?
Meanwhile, Leah also seemingly felt an inexplicable sense of bone-deep chill in Donald’s car. She
snapped her head back, but all that greeted her was the sight of thepsing rainy night.
Beside her, Donald sensed her uneasiness and asked worriedly, “Ms. White? Are you okay? Are you
not feeling well after drinking too much? I’ll drive you to the hospital right away—”
Unused to his concern, Leah cut him off with a frown of aversion. “It’s okay.”
Judging from the incident that night, Donald was usually a heinous person. However, he exhibited suchContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!
a huge contrast after learning that she once helped him.
That really perturbed her greatly.
Perceiving her detestation of him, Donald nodded dejectedly and did not say anything else.
Shortly after, the car arrived at Dream Designs. Putting on a smile once more, he swiftly opened the car
door for her with an umbre in hand. “We’re here, Ms. White.”
He tilted the umbre to her side, causing himself to be drenched by the rain.
Leah threw him aplex look and left after thanking him. “Thank you.”
She had not expected him to truly send her back. For a moment, she could not tell what exactly his
motive was.
She did not believe she was so lucky that a beggar she saved on the streets two years ago would have
someone like Donald treat her differently.
Well, he must have been sent by Anna…