Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 225

Chapter 225 Mimicry

During my recovery, plenty of colleagues came to visit. Some genuinely cared about my health, others were just showing respect, and quite a few were simply there for gossip. Finally, Julian, with his perpetual poker face, kicked everyone out.

"The patient is weak. If anyone upsets her and she dies from the stress, this hospital isn't taking the blame. If you want to go to jail, be my guest."

That single sentence sent the nosy ones packing. I couldn't help but give him a look of exasperation.

"Die from stress? Can't you say something nicer?"

"Wouldn't dying from stress be better than getting driven insane?" he shot back with a cold glance before leaving the room.

With the visitors gone, my days became a bit more peaceful.

Still, even from my hospital bed, I couldn't escape the barrage of news on the internet.

Leonard had firmly secured his spot as the biggest scumbag.

Even when Amelia tried to leak that video of him declaring the baby wasn't his, it barely made a ripple.

No one believed him.

shot of me lying on the floor at the press

I was about to break. They

was firmly in my court, and few came to

that Leonard might have suffered

didn't love, they were quickly drowned out

the underdog, and I was the underdog then. Who

days into my hospital stay. This time,

sales assistants beamed, and even the

with her voice

used to bring in his secretary here-the one who got shot by the police and the one who kidnapped his

dollars without blinking. Meanwhile, I heard his

woman is even worse, She's all high and mighty. She won't even look at anything under 10 thousand. And his wife's in the hospital after a miscarriage! His behavior

me the hardest wasn't the

newer

with its releases. The designs were subtle and refined and always carried a touch of novelty. Amelia used to dismiss the brand as predictable and

she was wearing the

about it. He even picked out a few white bags for her just like the ones I used