A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Chapter 37

Hearing that, Laura subconsciously straightened up.

“Please, continue.”

Leo fell into thoughtful silence, his long fingers tapping against the door frame.

“Find out who it was that donated their cornea to me back then.”

“Their cornea?” Laura looked at his eyes.

She knew Leo had problems with his sight and had received a cornea transplant before. However…

“Since it has been so long, we might not be able to find anything.”

Leo pondered for a bit.

When he lost his sight back then, not just any regular cornea could be used on him due to his special physique, but he couldn’t find a suitable match either.

He had once prepared himself to be blind for life.

Later on, someone donated their cornea to him. The donor refused to receive any payments and even chose to remain anonymous.

“Just give it a try first,” he replied.

He had always been particular about these things, and he didn’t want to be indebted to someone just like that.

Laura didn’t say anything else as she responded, “Very well, sir.”

Leo turned around and left. Meanwhile, Laura stared at his silhouette, stunned. There was a tangle of emotions in the depths of her eyes.

It wasn’t until someone patted her shoulder did she finally came to.

When she turned around to look at the person who had patted her, Laura suddenly blushed fiercely as if someone had caught her red-handed.

“What are you looking at?” asked the person.

She hastily averted her gaze, not daring to meet the other’s eyes. “What can I possibly be looking at? I’m thinking of something.”

“Is that so? I thought you had feelings for Leo.”

“That’s impossible. President Alston belongs to you, so how can I possibly covet him?” Laura waved her hands continuously, looking all righteous and innocent.

The person was none other than Elyse.

She covered her mouth and giggled. “I was just kidding. Look at how terrified you are!”

Laura stole a glance at her expression.

Elyse’s expression was quite calm, and Laura couldn’t detect anything out of the ordinary.

It was only then that she secretly sighed in relief, believing that Elyse really was just joking.

brings you here, Elyse?”

black outfit paired with sunglasses. Only her porcelain skin

too obvious with intention-it

I came to have a

has decided to leave Amelie and

Media alone.”

end of the day, your words carry the most weight. With someone as stubborn as Mr. Alston, if he were at a disadvantage like this, he might have gotten into more trouble with the boss of Starlight Media

“Oh,” answered Elyse softly.

head slightly and let

“That’s good to hear.”

provided evidence that Bria wasn’t Leo’s,

had once rescued

then, Amelie had been pregnant

Toby would’ve definitely known, and he wouldn’t have concealed it from

only dissatisfaction toward Toby that he shouldn’t have rescued Amelie, and

concerned

had a feeling that Bria might

while, and she came all the way here in the middle of the night just to get more

is officially over.”

hope you’ll treat me well in the future, Mrs.

the surface, she just kept slapping Laura on the back. “What are you

fulfills your

came upon

why do you think Leo

it before, and

more of life, she gradually began

about? You’re pretty, and your voice is beautiful like a nightingale’s. If I were a

for you as

“Is that so?”

thought for a moment, but she still couldn’t think

any answers from thinking, she decided not to

to her and was willing to stay with her, it would

to the

still in a daze. She hadn’t completely

Bria widened her eyes as

her life, it was the

and as she gazed at Bria’s huge, watery eyes filled with curiosity, she found it adorable yet heart-breaking at the

from luxurious families would’ve

living with the Alstons, she was no different from any normal child; she even

at least the children had

children would be pampered

What about Bria, though?

Amelie, Bria had to

herself into Amelie’s embrace, wrapping her arms tightly around her

large, lively eyes were now

that the child was

bent over and hugged Bria, coaxing in a gentle voice, “Don’t worry, the