I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 232

When Louis arrived back at the studio, Leanna was happily chatting with Zoe. The smile on her face

instantly vanished upon realizing he had returned with dirty, rumpled clothing and bruises on his face.

Frowning, she hurried over to him and asked, "What happened to you, Louis?"

"Nothing much." He looked away. "There are only a few bruises. Don't worry."

"How can I not worry? You were fine when you left. Be honest with me; where did you go?"

"Yeah, Louis," Zoe interjected, walking over. "What happened to you? Tell us."

Leanna frowned harder; she had a bad feeling about this. "Did you—"

"It is only a fight with a classmate," he interrupted calmly. "It is not as bad as you think."

"Why on earth would you be fighting with a classmate?"

"Well, the fight is over." It was obvious that he did not want to elaborate further. "There is no point in

asking why."

Leanna did not believe him. She was about to say something when Zoe stopped her with a tug on the

arm. "Let it be. He is a hot-blooded young man. It is normal for him to get into scuffles with his

classmates. Don't worry so much. He is an adult now. He knows when to stop."

She then tugged Louis on the arm. "Well, don't just stand there. Attend to the injuries on your face.

Don't let them get infected."

"Okay," he replied.

He turned and headed into the break room at the back of the studio.

Once he was gone, Zoe nudged Leanna with her elbow. "Are you still worried?"

Leanna shook her head. "It just feels like he was not telling the truth."

Louis was not an impulsive man. Why would he ever get into a fight with his classmate just because of

a clash of opinions?

Also, he had clearly left the studio to attend to something important.

"He did not tell you the truth because he was worried you would overthink," Zoe said. "You saw him,

right? He is still capable of standing. He will be fine."

"Hopefully." Leanna let out a heavy sigh.

A few minutes later, the door to the break room opened.

Louis, who was holding gently dabbing antiseptic liquid onto his wounds with a cotton swab, turned to

find Leanna standing in the doorway. "I really am fine," he said, putting down the cotton swab.

Leanna sat down beside him on the couch and stuck a Band-Aid on him. "A fight with a classmate is no

trivial matter. After all, you could just talk it out."

He pursed his lips and kept quiet.

"I will let it be this time, but this will not happen again."

"Okay," he replied.

"I will be heading to Weavside tomorrow evening, but I will be back in a few days," she said. "Spend

that time looking for a new place. You cannot keep living with Daniel."

"I do not think he did it on purpose," he said after a pause; he knew what she was hinting at.

"I do not care if it was done on purpose. It is all in the past now, and there is no use in explanations. I

merely think it would not be nice to trouble him by staying at his place for too long. Surely you have

noticed by now that nothing else has happened to me since then."

He nodded. "I will move out tomorrow."

"Find a new home first," she reminded, standing up. "As for the money, I will—"

"I have my own money," he interrupted sulkily.

She chuckled. "Okay. I will leave it to you, then."

Just as she was about to leave the room, he suddenly asked, "How are things between you and

Elijah?"

"What do you mean?"

"You said you were going to try it out, right? What do you think?"

It took a moment before she replied. "You were right. I do not like him. No matter how much we tried,

there is no use."

"Then..." He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck and looked away. "Will you be getting back

together with Aidan?"

She froze, likely because she had not expected him to ask that. For a moment, she was at a loss for

words.

Seeing that, he cleared his throat and continued, "I just think he is not as detestable as before. If you...

If you still like him, I will have no objections."

Leanna could not help but laugh at that. "Did you not just chase him off? What is with the sudden

change in attitude?"

"I did not chase him off," Louis protested. "I only wanted him to think carefully and avoid doing anything

that would hurt you—"

"Alright," she interrupted. "Leave this alone. Well, we do not have much work today. Let's go out for our

meal later."

As she reached the door, she paused and turned to ask him, "Should I invite Daphne?"

He blinked back at her. "She is your friend. Why are you asking me that?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just asking," she replied, doing her best to suppress her smirk. "She had to leave

the country because of you. I wonder if she is back yet. Well, we should at least apologize and thank

her in person, right?"

He silently looked away. After clearing his throat, he pursed his lips and replied, "You are right."

"I will ask her if she is back in the country."

She then raised an eyebrow at him and left the room.

As she walked away from the break room, she messaged Daphne.

In reality, Daphne did not leave the country at all. Aidan, the evil, heartless capitalist, only gave her two

days off before packing her schedule full of work.

When Leanna messaged her, she just so happened to be filming an advertisement. In order to keep up

the lie, she replied saying she had just gotten off the plane at Alcay.

'Okay,' messaged Leanna. 'Let us meet up when you are back then.'

Daphne agreed with tears in her eyes.

…

Leanna's flight landed at Weavside's airport at precisely 11:30P.M.

Weavside was a colder city than Highside. The moment she left the plane, she felt a chill creeping into

her bones.

She zipped her down jacket up to her chin and pulled up her hood. Just as she was about to walk

toward the main terminal of the airport, she suddenly spotted a group of bodyguards walking over.

Among them was a woman who was so covered up that Leanna could not even see her eyes.

There was something strange about the way the group held themselves; they seemed extremely

anxious.

They even bumped into Leanna as they passed by her.

Something about the group felt off to her, though.

A few minutes later as she left the toilets, she overheard a familiar woman speaking from around the

corner. "You guys are so annoying!" she exclaimed. "Are you done yet? How long do I have to wait?"

"Give us a moment, Miss Pearson," replied one of the men. "We are doing this for your safety. One

mistake, and you would be found."

"It is all that b*tch's fault, and that b*stard child!" Anna grumbled. "They will pay for it—just you wait!"

Leanna silently chuckled from where she was standing.

Who knew she would bump into Anna, who was running for her life, here?

Should she call it fate or coincidence?

Nevertheless, Anna still did not regret her actions.

Just then, one of the bodyguards noticed Leanna standing there. "Who are you?" he barked warily.