Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 6

Watching the two of them leave, I suddenly realized something. No wonder Leonard had never brought Lily back home. He was worried about her having an allergic reaction to Buddy's fur. Anxious, the young nurse wanted to call him back. But I stopped her.

"Ms. Greene, he's your husband, isn't he? That's outrageous!" The nurse was young and had probably just graduated. She was indignant at the situation.

I shook my head. "It's fine. We're getting divorced anyway. If he stayed here, I might die even faster."

It wasn't healthy for women to be angry. I wondered if my cancer had relapsed again because of how much I had been suppressing my anger for the past three years.

After the commotion was over, Patrick started scheduling the surgery. Perhaps feeling a bit guilty toward me, he scheduled the surgery for me first after confirming that my vital signs were barely adequate.

I did not know if Agatha's lucky charm had really worked. Patrick had originally said the chances for the surgery to be a success were low since it was a second relapse, but this surgery went really well. Clearly, using up some of my luck had allowed me to live a little longer. I suddenly felt grateful that Leonard came to upset me today. If he had been too kind to me, I might have died sooner. When I was in the ICU, the amount of pain I felt was excruciating. Although it wasn't my first surgery, it hurt more than the first. Maybe it was because I knew no one cared about me. During my first surgery in Manovia, at least my mother was by my side. I couldn't help but cry at the thought of her. If I had listened to what she said back then, would she have lived a little longer? The nurse who was monitoring me gently wiped my tears and comforted me softly. "The surgery was really successful today. The anesthesia wearing off can make it hurt a bit, but just hang in there." She could not hide the sympathy in her eyes. I could probably guess the reason. I must have become the hospital's celebrity today.

It was not because my head got injured, but because my husband had left with his mistress. He had abandoned his wife who needed surgery for cancer.

But I no longer cared. As long as I could live, there was hope.

and I did not bother thinking about it. The old lady next to me and I hired a shared caregiver, which saved

was quiet at night, I would sometimes check my phone. Leonard never contacted me. There were no phone calls or

she would constantly post things on her WhatsApp moments. She was the center of attention in the group

actually take her on a vacation in Sheffold just because

relate to that. While we're toiling away

enjoying life like her. But no matter how much we're suffering,

him cheating

I was just a poor

I used to be a highly regarded designer in the company as well. And when I first joined the company, they had added me

know my identity back then. They would include me in anything they did. Now, I bet no one even remembered that I was still in this

I was about to turn off my phone, a call came in from a business partner. I had not been involved in this project for a few months, so I did not know why he was calling me. However, he started yelling at me the moment I answered the call. "Ms. Greene, it's fine if Harmon Group doesn't want

no one from the company is handling it. What about our project then? Who's going

behind a lot of work when he took Lily to Sheffold, including the project I

their anger before replying weakly, "I'm sorry. I

choice here. Since it was not my fault, why should I