Chapter 115 

“Where does it hurt?” I asked, my tone gentle yet firm. “And what kind of pain is it?” 

Leo remained silent, his jaw clenched as if struggling with some internal battle. 

I waited, my fingers tracing the contours of his leg, searching for any sign of injury. 

After a long moment, Leo finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. 

“Come closer… I’ll tell you where it hurts.” 

he fluorescent lights of the hospital hallway flickered as I padded over to Leo’s bed, a little puzzled by the look of desperation in his eyes. 

He had always been strong, even in the face of adversity, but now, he seemed vulnerable, almost childlike in his plea for me to stay. 

“Please, don’t leave me,” he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. “It hurts when you’re not here.” 

I rolled my eyes, pushing away the flicker of concern that threatened to surface. 

His words felt too familiar, too practiced, like he was playing a part he knew all too well. 

“Leo, you’re just trying to manipulate me again,” I said, my tone sharper than I intended. “If you lie to me one more time, I’ll never come back.” 

His hand reached out, trying to grasp mine, but I stepped back, pulling away from his touch. 

The look of desperation in his eyes intensified, but I was too angry to care. 

Without another word, I turned on my heel and left the room, the sound of his voice calling after me drowned out by the rage burning in my chest. 

As I walked away, a loud crash echoed from the room behind me. 

I paused for a split second, my heart skipping a beat, but I forced myself to keep walking. 

If Leo thought he could manipulate me with his games, he was wrong. 

He needed to learn that I wouldn’t be swayed by his pleas. 

The car pulled up to the shooting location, and I took a deep breath, trying to push my personal problems to the back of my mind. 

Today was important, and I couldn’t afford to let anything distract me. 

I was here to film a commercial for a luxury car brand, and the stakes were high. 

As I stepped out of the car, I noticed a crowd gathered around one of the trailers. 

A tall, broad–shouldered man was the center of attention, his laughter carrying over the chatter of the crew. 

When he turned and saw me, his eyes lit up, and he immediately made his way over. 

“Miss Elizabeth! It’s such an honor to work with you today,” he said, his voice filled with genuine excitement. 

I heard a small scream erupt as he walked towards me. 

“Oh my god, is that Leon? The captain of the Kings hockey team!” 

“He just led his team to a championship the other day, right? I can’t believe he’s here.” 

“I’m going to faint, he’s even more handsome in person than on TV ……” 

Amidst the screams, Leon seemed a bit embarrassed. 

With a red face, he carefully looked at me, “Ms. Elizabeth, I would like to get acquainted with you, can you 

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give me a chance?” 

المال 

LAbaba Regretted 

Chapter 115 

I blinked in surprise, recognizing him as Leon, the rising star of the hockey world. 

He had been making headlines recently, and his talent on the ice was undeniable. 

Leon, I didn’t expect to see you here,” I said, a smile tugging at my lips despite the chaos of the morning. 

Leon’s agent, who had been standing nearby, chuckled. 

“He didn’t plan on taking this gig, but when he heard you were the other spokesperson, he signed on without a second thought.” 

Leon’s face turned a shade of red, and he made a playful gesture as if to punch his agent, but his embarrassment was clear. 

“I’m a big fan, Miss Elizabeth,” he admitted sheepishly. “I couldn’t pass up the chance to work with you.” 

aughed softly, touched by his sincerity. 

“Thank you, Leon. It’s nice to know I have such dedicated fans.” 

The shoot went smoother than I had expected. 

Leon was a natural in front of the camera, and our chemistry on set was undeniable. 

The director was thrilled with our performance, wrapping up the shoot in record time. 

As we finished, I was gathering my things when Leon approached me again, looking a bit hesitant. 

“Miss Elizabeth, I know this might be a bit forward, but could I give you my contact information? I’d love to stay in touch.” 

I paused, slightly taken aback by his request, but there was something earnest in his eyes that made it hard to refuse. 

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