Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 465

Chapter 465 Aniela Arrives

Before Julian left, he checked with me if we were keeping this a secret from Alisa. I nodded my head hastily and said, "Don't tell her. Let her think that I died for real. I believe you're well aware of her temper." I sighed and added, "Please bear with her in the future,"

Allsa couldn't conceal her emotions, and she just might let something slip very quickly. I also knew for a fact that she would secretly visit me. With this in mind, I might as well let her think that I was actually dead. clised his gaze on me for a long time. "We're getting married next year. Are you certain?"

Wa's going to have a baby nwo years later, and we might have the second in three years."

"Are you sure you will get kids that fast?"

"Without a doube"

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1 looked at Julian, and he raised an eyebrow at me. Eventually, I chuckled helplessly. "Three years it is, then I'll be there for the birth of your second child."

if I was still alive

that I was adamant about

basically flawless, and

all of my properties as well as the assets that were worth tens of

signed the agreement. "Say, Dra. Do you think we're doing something illegal? Are you really giving me this much money? Aren't you worried that I might take it all for

faith in you. There's nothing to be worked about" I gave her a gentle node and said, "I'm just

to the small towns and become a clark or something. It's not I can finish spending this kind of money. You've always looked after me in college. Consider it

it. She grumbled as the did, "I'm going to play my role masterfully, and I'm not going back to the small towns even if you point a gun at my head. I'll keep the money for you. Don't de " Ichuckled and rubbed Crystal's hair, feeling a little excited about Monday. I hadn't slept at all during the weekend, and I bet

before 7:00 am, and he even wore formal attire. "I low you're allergiero pollen now, Eva. So, I didn't buy a bouquet, but

me a wig I touched my bald head and

I just think

to hypocrite anymore. He handed me the wig, and I realized that a black and long hairstyle actually resembled the look I had

didn't malor a fass. There was no need to as with him at this juncture. The thought that I could

the reporters Huddled around me the

remarrying