Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Just det Lost

As I was leaving the Harmon residence, Bob and Darius familles were still there fan told us to leave first, saying that Lily would stay with him and that he'd handle the rest. I was more than happy to wold the ensuing arguments an had made the final decision, and there was nothing more to discus

In the car, Leonard cautiously asked, "Are we heading back to Emma's place?"

"Let's go home."

I turned to look out the window, not wanting to look at him. He seemed momentarily stunned but quickly nodded.

"Horse, yes. Going home is best. We should go home."

The entire ride, he kept trying to start conversations, but I didn't want to say a single word. He also tried to ask what lan and had talked about, although I didn't want to answer. I had so many questions myself, but i was too exhausted to ask. As soon as we got home, Leonard pulled me into a tight embrace.

"Eva, I know you hate me, but please, I'm begging you. Give me one more chance, okay? Let's not get divorced. You can do whatever you want. Just please don't leave me.

He kept whispering in my ear, and I was truly led up.

"Fine, we won't get divorced."

"what did you say?" he asked.

"If you want to leave, that's fine tou," answered.

1 looked at him expressionlessly, and he immediately jumped up

fight anymore, I promise. Thank you for giving me

Then, he quickly cummaged through

we're not getting

Isipped the

"Is this good enough?"

nodded dumbly, and returned to the bedroom

I looked at the wedding ring-it need to

always paying attention to

felt like the whole world

a random nightgown and

Otherwise, the media would have a field day. But I wasn't going to sleep in the same bed as Leonard, especially not the bed that Lily might have slept in. Seeing my

coming back home?

going to take a bath. Then, I'm

grabbed my change of clothes

him pacing outside the bathroom door for the longest tune, but

a child with another woman made me physically sick. When I thought of Lily being pregnant, Tacholy

Eva? Are

knocking on the door now,

to come in, 1 quickly wrapped myself in a towel, not wanting him to see the scars on my chest. I had led to him before, saying it was fromacyst. removal, and he had actually beloved it. But I doubted the same excuse would work again, and he might start

the door,

feeling sick?s it your

up, facing away from

soup for me," I

and left. I stood there, leaning against the wall

the guest room in fact, he table,

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