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

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

she found out I was taking on design work again, her

worsen your condition?

stopped talking. This man was

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

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

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 you some every day from now on. Remember to buy some

salary now, so food should not be a worry. Perhaps it was because

excitedly. "Eva, you're amazing. The revised proposal passed on the first try. You have no idea how much the design department had been dealing with them for months and kept getting rejected. "Now, everyone's waiting for

not be true. My presence in the design department was a disaster

and professional matters. He was always oppressing the design department

not have left so decisively. I really did not want to drag everyone down because of me again. But now, things were different. I

no problem with

the final commission. It should be enough for half a year's medication. The thought

they want to meet you immediately to

face, I finally understood why she rushed over right after work. I proposed the design, so I should indeed be the one talking to them. Others did not understand the project, which might make things worse. After calculating the time, I told her to arrange a meeting with

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 missed him. The nurse showed me the