Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 222

Chapter 222 My Wife on Paper

Zack looked like he had just rushed over from a construction site. His clothes were covered in dust, his face was smeared with dirt, and he was breathing heavily. But he didn't seem to care about any of those things. "What's wrong with Leonard?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

"What do think? It's all because of Amelia!" Emma spat, her fists clenched in frustration." Leonard might be confused right now, but there's no way he's completely forgotte everything."

"And Amelia," she continued angrily, "knowing what's going on, how can she be so shameless, acting like she belongs in his life?"

Emma and Jill started ranting, their voices growing louder as they vented their anger. 1, however, closed my eyes, retreating into my thoughts.

Maybe Amelia had been in love with Leonard since college. Maybe that's where her resentment toward me started.

Suddenly, fragments of memories clicked into place-how I'd buy her lunch back then, pretending it was because I wasn't hungry or didn't feel like eating.

I'd thought I was doing her a favor, but now, I could recall the bitterness in her eyes, the flashes of hatred that I had been too naive to notice.

At the time, I assumed her resentment came from frustration with her own circumstances.

Maybe she felt trapped by her background, envying the things she didn't have. It never. crossed my mind that her real hatred was directed at me. Suddenly, I understood why she did what she did.

She was willing to go for it, even if it was just for a fleeting moment of happiness.

remember what she said in the

of my parents or the pain I had endured being forced into marriage with Leonard all these

a blind eye to how Leonard humiliated

eyes, I deserved it all-every

out what Jill and Emma were saying as they continued to

fainter. Julian was fed up with

something

when they left, leaving

sat next to my bed for a long time without saying a word. His eyes were fixated on the hand where the IV needle was inserted.

"Does it hurt?"

simultaneously, then stopped, falling into an awkward

"No, they gave me

lowered my gaze, trying to

when they gave me the anesthetic, and it

hand made me feel like

kids because it would be too painful, and he knew I was afraid of pain. Tears welled up in my

knew I was

he was seeing other women after we got married, he would still stay by

respect. He thought everything I did was just to gain his

his footsteps