Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 157

Chapter 157 Michael Copeland

When I followed Leonard and Alisa to the construction site on a tour, I was instantly reduced to a wallflower.

I had no idea if those two were just acting or had brainwashed themselves into p roles perfectly both of them outright ignored me, the actual Mrs. Harmon, playing their

In fact, everyone flocked around Leonard and Alisa as well. It was as though they were a real couple..

Keenan, in particular, grinned happily as he watched them act all lovey-dovey. "Just look at how perfect they are. Isn't that right, Eva?"

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to tell Keenan to listen to the absolute bullshit he was spouting right now.

How dare he ask a woman if her own husband made a perfect match with another woman! What the fuck?

Still, I managed to hold my tongue. It'd be best if I could fool Keenan into thinking that I would never get back together with Leonard in this lifetime. That way, it'd be easier for me to carry out my investigation from now on. Keenan could tell that I was in a bad mood. It just fueled his happiness.

young. It's common for youngsters to get married twice or even thrice these days. There's no need for you to

doesn't really love you anymore, I think you should just file for a

worry about not being able to survive after your divorce. I'll help you out.

I just gaze

at Keenan coldly without

had such an amazing uncle. To think that he was

was true that Leonard was different from phonies and dying old geezers. It'd be

Alisa wasn't interested in Leonard at all because she thought

I could only play the role of a wife who was about to be abandoned Hence, I stomped my feet angrily on the spot. "What are you going to help me

you are!!!

attempting to approach us, but Alisa quickly yanked him back.

was why I might

planning to go next. He wouldn't even bat an eyelid even if I were to stay on

location. If I could get Michael to speak up, I might be able to

the Michael I once remembered. He looked so disheveled, with his stubble growing on his chin and dark rings hanging under his eyes. Even his clothes were all wrinkled. Michael happened to be dining in a small joint.