Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 480 Not Worth Trusting

Julian finished speaking and looked at me, but I didn't know how to respond. I understood everything he said, but there was no possibility between Jack and me.

I knew my own situation all too well. The best thing I could do was to live well and not drag anyone else down. That was the only thing I could do.

Julian didn't press further when I stayed silent but dropped a bombshell, "Alisa is pregnant... and the baby is mine."

"Of course, it's yours!" I shot him a glare, annoyed by his lack of common sense. "What kind of question is that? How long has it been?" "Around a month."

He looked at me with a certain pride as if enjoying my reaction. "We were planning to get married next October, but it seems like the baby might end up being a Leo. Alisa wants to get married sooner. She says that since you're gone now, I'm the only family she has left. So Eva, do you want to come back for the wedding?"

This time, there was no teasing in his eyes-only sincerity.

I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat. I wanted to go back for Alisa's wedding, of course. She had even said she would pick out a beautiful dress for me back when she thought I was still alive. But now, with my current situation...

glanced down at the needle marks on my

it later on in her pregnancy, right?" "Alisa's so vain. Of course, she

in her wedding dress made my chest tighten, and I could feel

month. Her belly will show in three months, and I'm afraid her wedding dress

said I'd be fine after a month of rest and I could be discharged then. I had thought about where to go once I left the hospital,

but she would be happy even

good care of her. I trust you. Will you be live streaming the wedding? I'd

seemed to want to say more, but

passed quickly, and Julian had to return home. Before he left, he

your grave. I'll just bring them to

But as I laughed, tears started to fall. I almost regretted not having

go. Jack stood silently behind me, always with me. He wasn't the type to talk much, but sometimes, I

appreciated his quiet preset

that this kind