Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)
Chapter 34

Chapter 34 Are You Playing Me

When I returned to the small apartment Emma rented, I felt much more relaxed. Without Leonard's presence, everything was so much better.

Enama bustled around, ordering takeout and washing fruit, worried that I might not be eating well or getting enough nutrition.

When she was about to go out to buy oysters again, I quickly stopped her. "Don't waste the oysters. Eggs are just as good, and oysters don't add much flavor anyw

"Are you saying my cooking is bad?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at me with a dangerous look. I nodded without feeling guilty.

She made a face and said, "We're both equal when it comes to cooking, so neither of us should complain.

I smiled genuinely, feeling happy. Then I looked at her seriously and asked, "Emma, could you help me replace a divorce lawyer?"

Emma stared at me for a moment before asking, "Aren't you going to tell him the truth? If he knew, he'd definitely regret it."

I shook my head, as I really didn't want to talk about it.

The breakup was so messy because i didn't want Leonard to replace me again or feel burdened. Now that we don't even have any feelings left for each other, why stretch it out?

"Eva, if you divorce him now and he replaces out the truth later, he'll regret it terribly," Emma said.

She knew

about the complicated feelings between us and thought I was being too pitiful However, I felt that knowing the truth would only make me and Leonard feel worse. Treplied, "He doesn't love me anymore. With just a bit of sympathy, how long do you think we can last? "Besides, I haven't loved him for years. I just want to live well now, get proper treatment, and maybe even create a medical miracle"

The last few words were especially hard to say because they weren't entirely true. I did hate him, but I also still had feelings for him

wasn't sure how strong those feelings were, but they were there. So, while there was still a bit of feeling lett, maybe divorce would help us both be better off in the future. Emma hugged me sympathetically

ded "Okay, I'll definitely replace a good lawyer for you. We won't stay with him "

Thowed my head in silence. I shouldn't have ever been with him in the first

place. If it weren't for the circumstances back then, I wouldn't have gotten involved with him at all. Maybe our breakup was too messy, and I had become his obsession. With the right person by his side, he should have been able to let go of that obsession. Leonard didn't contact me all day. With his lover having tainted, he probably didn't have time for his so-called wife.

I was content to stay at Emma's place and planned to split the rent with her. I had no intention of returning to the apartment as staying here long-term seemed just fine.

The next day at work, I felt completely different. Even with a serious illness, my good mood made me feel surprisingly energetic.

However, the atmosphere in the design department was extremely tense, and nothing seemed to go right all morning I only learned what had happened when Jean, looking distraught, stood in front of me.

She said, "Mr. Harmon is missing and not answering his phone. The Brightwave Group representatives are here. What are we going to do?

"There are several documents that haven't been signed and no one to greet the Brightwave Group representatives. Eva.."

My colleagues, feeling sorry for me, avoided bringing up anything related to Leonard unless absolutely necessary. Everyone was on edge because the Brightwave Group deal was still pending

I straightened my shirt and stood up. "I'll handle it. After all, the project is our department's responsibility."

Jean nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.

When I reached the meeting room, I saw the displeased face of the representative and immediately sensed his frustration.

"Mr. Smith, I'm really sorry for being late," I said, giving George Smith a sheepish smile.

Landing the Brightwave Group project would secure my position and promotions for the next two years, so I kept smiling despite his sour expression.

Unfortunately, George didn't seem inclined to cut me any slack. He huffed, "Mr. Harmon and you must be very busy. How could you forget our appointment?"

It turned out that Leonard had scheduled the appointment and then completely forgotten about it.

I was incredibly frustrated, but I managed to keep a friendly smile on my face and replied, "He really is busy."

"Busy? Call him now, and let's see if he's really forgotten everything," he said.

George pointed at me dismissively, showing no regard for my dignity. The others in the officeheld their breath as I quickly took out my phone and dialed Leonard's number. "Sorry, the number you've dialed is out of service..."

Upon hearing the familiar voicemail, I realized Leonard had blocked me. I felt a bit uneasy and said, "Mr. Smith, it seems his phone is indeed off." George pulled out his own phone and showed me the screen. "Look! I've called him over a dozen times, and he doesn't even As he spoke, his finger accidentally hit the dial button, and the call connected a few seconds later.

"Mr. Smith, I'm downstairs at the company now. I'm terribly sorry. Please hold on."

At that moment, the room fell into an eerie silence. George slammed his cup on the table just as Leonard and Lily were about to walk in. "Mrs. Harinon, are you trying to play mrinalool