I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 609

Chapter 609 Share Some Similarities

Leanna looked away, avoiding Aidan's eyes. "W-Well, I mean it literally. What else could there be?"

Holding her chin, Aidan forcibly turned her gaze toward him and said slowly, "It seems you don't know me well enough."

Just as the man's thin lips were about to touch hers, she pushed him away. "Get up. I need to tell you something."

"Is it necessary to get up to talk about it?" he asked. Though, Leanna didn't answer his question.

She pinched Aidan's waist, causing him to let out a muffled groan.

Seizing the opportunity, she crawled out from under him and slid off the bed.

She searched around the room but couldn't find any paper or pen.

Aidan sat on the edge of the bed with his hands propped behind him. His gaze followed her movements. "What are you looking for?"

"Paper and pen. Do you have any?"

"No. Call the front desk and ask them to bring some."

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Reaching the bedside table, she called the front desk.

Ten minutes later, the hotel staff brought paper and pencils.

Sitting on the couch, she settled down and quickly sketched lines on the paper.

After a while, Aidan sat beside her, hugging her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder. "What are you drawing? Didn't you say you had something to tell me?"

Leanna said, "I'm almost done."

As she spoke, she slapped the hand on her waist seriously. "Hands off."

The man could only retract his hand and lean back against the couch while watching her draw.

After about 20 minutes, a man's face appeared on the white paper. Carefully, Leanna added more details.

Aidan's gaze fell on the drawing, and his black eyes narrowed.

Suddenly, he spoke, "I don't think you were this serious when you drew me."

Leanna remained silent.

Looking at the almost complete drawing in front of her, she placed it in front of him. "This is Lachlan Woodley."

"I guessed as much. That's why I find it hard to understand why you would say he resembles me," Aidan said.

Leanna's eyelids twitched as she looked at him expressionlessly.

The man said, "Please continue."

"Maybe I didn't capture his expression, but I feel like…" She paused for a moment before continuing, "From a certain perspective, he and you share some similarities."

"Are you trying to say that he is another illegitimate child left behind by Gordon?"

"That would make him more similar to Justin. What does it have to do with you?!"

Aidan raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Leanna didn't bother with him and continued, "I heard you say before that you haven't seen any other relatives besides Ms. Fletcher, so I was wondering if…"

He caressed her hair. "Honey, you're overthinking. The reason why I haven't seen any other relatives is that they're all dead."

She was stunned for a few seconds. "But didn't you say you never asked Ms. Fletcher about it?"

"I didn't ask, but I investigated it," he replied.

After a while, she uttered an "oh" sound. "Maybe I'm overthinking it."

She had only met Lachlan a few times and thought he looked like Aidan, but it was probably just an illusion she had when she first saw him.

"It's getting late. You should go to bed."

Aidan looked at the drawing on the coffee table. His eyes darkened as he slightly pursed his thin lips.

Leanna drew well; she captured Lachlan's expression perfectly.

Aidan still needed to deal with work from Highside, so he went straight to the living room.

The woman lay in bed, unable to fall asleep at all. Turning over several times, she took out her phone to dial Waylen's number.

After the call connected, she held her breath and asked, "It's me. How is the child doing now?"

Waylen replied, "We did another checkup today. His condition has stabilized for now. We are also working on a treatment plan, so… I suppose you could say it's good news?"

"It is. Thank you."

"You're welcome. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up now."

"Okay."

After putting away her phone, Leanna looked out the window. Finally, her extremely anxious heart gradually calmed down.

At least everything was heading in the right direction now.

A few minutes later, her phone rang a few times. When she opened it, it was a message from Waylen.

There were two pictures of Noah.

One picture showed him sitting in his crib while pulling the ear of a small toy and the other was of him sleeping with his little fists clenched.

After saving these two pictures, Leanna reluctantly looked at them for most of the night before sleepiness finally crept in on her.

When the breathing in the bedroom became even, Aidan set aside his paperwork and walked to the balcony. He dialed Naomi's number, but the other end had already powered off.

His face became serious as he dialed Jonathan's number. "Any news from Ulburn?"

"No, President Pearson. Did something happen to Madam Fletcher?"

"Send someone over to check tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

Aidan was silent for a moment before saying, "Have the people in Highside investigate my mother's

background and her connection with Jamesdon."

On the other end of the phone, Jonathan was stunned for a moment before immediately responding, "I will give the order now."

Making an affirmative sound, Aidan put away his phone and looked into the distance.

At this time, there was no one by the river except for a distant ferry emitting a faint light.

…

As Leanna slept until after midnight, she felt someone beside her. So, she drowsily opened her eyes. For a moment, she was unclear about whether she had forgiven him.

However, before she could do anything, Aidan had already pulled her into his arms and said in a sleepy voice, "Close your eyes and go back to sleep."

Confused, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Then, the man took advantage of the situation and put his hand inside her nightwear to hug her slender waist.

Perhaps due to having slept excessively over the past two days, she found herself awake at the first glimpse of dawn. Unlike yesterday, she felt refreshed and energized.

Looking at the man sleeping next to her, she gently caressed his furrowed brow.

In all honesty, Leanna couldn't blame Aidan for anything.

She was fully aware of those truths herself.

Ultimately, it was because she resented him in the past for how easily he had deceived her so many times when she was on the verge of discovering the truth. She had also been on the brink of an emotional breakdown, but even if she could bring the child back, she couldn't allocate the protection Aidan could provide for Noah.

In the past, she often thought the child's existence was meaningless to Aidan. For him, it was a burden, a shackle, and even more so, a burden he was eager to abandon.

It was only when the child's illness compelled Aidan and Leanna to travel to Jamesdon that she realized how much Aidan cared for the child, which was far beyond her understanding.

It was just that he expressed it differently.

Aidan had been like this since he was a child—tough on the outside but tender on the inside.

Despite his complaints, he had always given more than anyone else.

From the child's birth until now, he had been shouldering everything alone.