Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 219

Chapter 219 You Don't Know Me

I had originally scheduled the abortion for the following week, but using the pregnancy to clarify things at the press conference seemed like the best move.

I contacted Julian, asking him to cancel the procedure and made a new, secret appointment.

On the other end of the phone, his voice carried a tone of disapproval.

"Eva, you know your condition. Delaying this could make things worse."

"I've already discussed it with the head of the OB-GYN department. We'll perform the surgery together, so you don't have to worry."

"But right now, Harmon Group needs the baby to settle the situation..."

I didn't hide the truth. Julian was both my attending physician and my friend.

He paused. "Understood. The time won't change. There won't be any record of it. That's that."

He had hung up.

He was frustrated with me. And honestly, who could blame him? I wasn't exactly a model. patient, making decisions that risked my health. But what else could I do? I couldn't just stand by and let Harmon Group fall apart. The press conference came together quickly. Though I wasn't sure what Mr. Harmon Senior said to Leonard, he had somehow agreed to go along.

Still, for the past two days, Amelia had been visibly upset and red-eyed whenever I saw her.

had to pretend to

had given Leonard a stern talking to as well. Leonard wasn't treating Amelia

to see Leonard to finalize the press conference plans, I walked in just as Amelia stormed out in tears. Leonard looked like he was about to chase

""What is it?"

"The press conference."

my tone flat, I dragged him back into his office and went over the details like it was just another

didn't used to be so

my eyes fixed on

1ou Don't

him a glance.

to maintain my composure, but inside, I was

my hand, a habit

from me. "How many

For a moment, he seemed confused, staring at the pen in his hand like he was trying to figure

had always been annoyed when I spun pens, especially during finals

distracted him.

break that bad habit. It wasn't until I

he had remembered something, but before I could, Amelia's voice interrupted us. "Mr. Harmon, can

she

trance.

"Come in. What's wrong?"

afternoon tea.

sitting beside Leonard as if I weren't there. She carefully unpacked the food,