Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 8

"I'm not as shameless as you are. You abandoned work just to take your mistress on vacation."

As soon as Leonard spoke, I knew what had happened. The business partner must have finally reached him.

If I remember correctly, the design draft for this project had been finalized long ago. The business partner probably reached out to me to modify the design.

A few months ago, I was indeed in charge of this project. But later, I was practically on my deathbed, so I naturally had no mind for work.

I could not recall if Leonard was seeing Lily at the time. Nevertheless, he did not care about me since he had someone with him.

He had assigned others to take over my project. Not only that, he even told the finance department to deduct all my salary.

Yes, I used to have a salary for my work. But I had nothing now.

He must have thought that I would have to rely on him to live, and would certainly submit to him. But he was wrong. I was not the submissive type, and I did not do anything wrong in the first place.

Back when we were dating, he could never win an argument against me. But now that I had become sick and physically weak, my mind had grown unusually sharp. He was now even less of a match for me. "You're looking for me now since there's a problem with the business collaboration. But when everything's fine, you'd look for Lily and ignore me, right?"

"You've truly failed as a man. It's just one project, but you can't even handle it on your own and have to beg your wife to step in. Or could it be that you can't live or function without me? Stop disgusting me." My recovery had been going well for the past few days. Now that I had money for injections, I was much more confident.

I had done my research last night. Even if I did smash his safe and take the money, it would not be considered illegal.

prenuptial agreement when we got married. I could just live idly

considered as damaging my private property. The police would not be able

by him? Of course, the latter was the easier way out, at least I would not have to die. With this confidence, my voice grew much

my anger after three years and talk to him this way. For a moment, he did

hang up when he sneered and spoke again. "So, you've finally stopped putting on an act, huh? I was wondering how

hospitalized just to gain sympathy by playing the victim. You're

really

out before I could stop them. I immediately regretted saying it. He surely would

"Save the act for someone else. I checked with

injury would make me

a tiny scratch, he called

not ask why I was in the oncology department? Why did he not ask why it was the police calling him, and not

to put aside an important business meeting to come to the hospital after just getting one stitch.

deep breath and said emotionlessly, "Okay. I'll go to sleep then.

been under your oversight, so

want to do it anymore." Sick of his

just a few minutes, he called again. When my phone rang for the

to do it, so why are

next to me hurried over to support me. She was worried

the other end. He then coldly said, "You're

mood. I had also calmed down