Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 214

Chapter 214 Maybe It's Fine

Seeing the team of specialists lined up for Leonard's consultation, filled with both domestic and international experts, I finally felt a sense of relief.

The thought that Leonard might recover after the session lifted my spirits.

That evening, as I returned to the Harmon residence, I braced myself for a tough conversation with Mr. Harmon Senior, ready to convince him of the importance of Leonard's treatment. But I didn't expect to find not just Leonard but Amelia in the house, too.

Amelia seemed completely at ease, dressed in casual loungewear, as if she had been staying here for a while.

When she saw me, she hesitated for a moment before returning to her usual composed

demeanor.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her as I couldn't quite make sense of the situation.

Before I could respond, Leonard rushed over and immediately positioned himself protectively in front of Amelia.

"She's my girlfriend. She can be wherever she wants!" he snapped.

"This is my house. You should go!"

and softly spoke up. "Eva's probably here for a reason. She's still carrying a child, after

not even my kid!" Leonard grumbled, clearly irritated, but he moved

was erratic and

knew. Even at his worst, he never lashed out like this. Sure, he could be cold and distant, but never this openly hostile. It didn't make sense. Pushing down my confusion, I made my way

be back in the country tomorrow, and I've arranged

out of your mind?" Leonard interrupted, grabbing my arm

you're

"Leonard, she's pregnant."

she didn't dare approach

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frightening like he was on the verge

servants. It took several of them to

trying to steady my nerves,

consultation," I said,

stood there, his face twisted with rage,

trying to do," he spat. "You just want to mess with my head and

Amelia closer, gripping her so tightly his knuckles turned white. "I've only ever loved her. You're not going

with emotion, his

Amelia didn't flinch or show any sign of discomfort, letting him cling