Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 10

Ever since I started working again, I felt my spirit returning a little. Most importantly, I finally had a salary.

The finance team had miraculously given me a month's base pay yesterday. 20,000 dollars was already a huge sum for me.

I did not dwell on why I got a full month's pay for just three days of work. Leonard would not care about such a small amount of money anyway.

I immediately transferred ten thousand dollars to Emma. It had been a lot of work for her to bring healthy meals for two people every day.

Although her salary was not low, having to take care of both her grandmother and me was really too much.

Sadly, she did not accept the money. She even came to the hospital to scold me.

"What am I? A beggar? You think just anyone can eat the food made by the great Ms. Carter? Don't transfer me anything less than ten or 20 million."

I held my bowl while smiling at her. "Emma, I went back to work and got paid. He he."

"What are you grinning about? Your body hasn't fully recovered yet. Hurry up and eat, you're so annoying."

grumpily put two pieces of oysters on my plate. She then turned away to wipe her

bites with tears welling up in my eyes. It was such a waste of oysters

found out I was taking on design

thinking or worrying too much worsen your

Leonard, we both stopped talking. This man was a taboo in my life,

my hand dismissively. "Work and money make me happy. It's better than

only talent of an underachiever like me. Maybe one day I'll be gone, but the buildings I designed will

After I watched her getting agitated for a moment, she finally relaxed. "You need nutrition. You'll have a better immune system when you're fatter. "You should eat more oysters. I'll bring

but I was secretly calculating how much money that would be. Oysters were really expensive. For protein, eggs and milk were more cost-effective. Fortunately, I had a salary now, so food should not be a worry. Perhaps it was because my mood improved, but my recovery had

no idea how much the design department had been dealing with them for months and kept getting rejected. "Now, everyone's

missed me, but I knew it might not be

really could not separate personal and professional matters. He was always oppressing the design

not want to drag everyone down because of me again. But now, things were different. I had

problem with

for half a year's medication. The thought of that made my mood improve even more.

want to meet you immediately

indeed be the one talking to them. Others did not understand the project, which might make

was crucial for me. I needed to be discharged and rest at home for a bit. Thinking about how I had not seen Buddy for a long time, I realized that I really