Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 103

Chapter 103 The Best Repayment

Since it was my second surgery for a recurrence, there was no chance for a minimally invasive option. The scars were still raw, red, and more than a little shocking.

What I showed them was only part of it. If they saw the scars lower down, they'd probably be even more freaked out.

Lucky for me, Leonard had Lily hanging off his arm. If not, he might've noticed how off I really was.

I had studied the woman in the video carefully. Sure, her body was about 70-80% like mine, but there were clear mistakes. To make sure "my" face was captured perfectly on camera, she faced the lens the entire time, showing off her chest-ironically proving that the woman wasn't me.

Leah quickly stepped in, buttoning my shirt with a scowl aimed directly at Leonard. "You don't even trust your own wife? You'd rather listen to what everyone else says?"

Her glare sharpened. "You should've been the first one to defend Eva. If you'd done your job earlier, she wouldn't have to go through this humiliation."

Everyone's attention zeroed in on him. He stuttered, grasping for words, until finally, all he managed was, I didn't know."

Leah's eyes widened in disbelief. "You didn't know? A surgery like that isn't small! You really didn't know? Don't they need a family member's signature for something that serious?" Everyone in the room knew the truth: I didn't have any family left. The only one who could sign off on it was Leonard.

Leonard glanced at me, opening and closing his mouth like he was searching for the right words. His voice, when it came out, was rough. "Eva, when... When did you have the surgery?" "The day you and Lily made it official." I said it flatly, with no emotion, as I tossed his jacket aside and locked eyes with him.

"When you two were lighting up the sky with fireworks at the beach, while she was showing it off all over social media, I was in a hospital room, with a doctor telling me I needed surgery." "Why didn't you tell me? If you'd told me sooner, none of this would've happened!" He stepped closer, fists clenched, eyes burning with anger-like it was somehow all my fault.

I gave him a cold smile. The nerve. Even now, he had the audacity to play the victim.

I asked for money, you told me to get lost because

you two were probably at our place, right? You even bought

tarts.

splurged on either a diamond necklace or earrings-I can't quite remember

glimmering around Lily's

Gable

to Leonard, I said, "It was just surgery. Worst-case scenario, I die

him, but the words fell flat, devoid of warmth. I was merely

Leonard had countless chances to notice something was

Why? Because he didn't

The Best

Leonard stared at me, his eyes

broke the silence, her voice tentative. "What kind of

said it was stress-related." It was a rehearsed line; everyone knew me as Mrs. Harmon, the wronged wife. Stress seemed a fitting excuse. "You bastard! Leonard, you-"

shout.

her head, her lips pressed together, lost

listen to me.

think you can explain?" Mr. Harmon Senior moved toward Leonard,

all out loud. Today, in front of everyone, I'm saying it again, Leonard-let's get a

Harmon family has embraced that child. It's time for me to step

to Mr. Harmon Senior, who was still seething with

Harmon Senior, I'm sorry I've let you down. But no matter who becomes Mrs. Harmon,