Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 482 The Workaholic

Ever since that day, Jack never mentioned anything about confessing his feelings again.

He still treated me the same, but it seemed like work had become much busier for him, and he came by less often.

Nevertheless, he still brought me meals every now and then, sometimes even flowers.

A few times, I tried to bring up the topic of our feelings, but he would instinctively avoid it. Eventually, I gave up trying to talk about it and decided to just treat him as a friend.

My health improved day by day, and soon, I found myself restless. I couldn't sit still anymore, and my mind kept wandering. I wondered if I could find something to do.

After I won ten lobsters from Andrew in a game of poker, he was done with it.

"This game sucks," he grumbled. "Poker's supposed to be outsmarting the big players. I'm just a small-time player, and you're the one cleaning me out."

"Andrew, there's an old saying-if you can't handle the heat, don't get in the kitchen," I teased.

"I don't care," he shot back. "I lost, but I'm still keeping my lobsters. If you cook them right, maybe I'll share a little with you."

When Jack walked in, I was in the midst of deciding whether I wanted garlic butter or just steamed lobsters. Andrew gave him a dark look.

"Jack, don't you think you could assign her some work? She's practically bouncing off the walls now. If she doesn't find something to do soon, she'll eat up all the seafood in the market."

at Andrew's remark but quickly stifled it when he shot me a pointed

that could

and I spoke at the

a teasing glance. He was obviously still holding a grudge about

"No, I think we should hold off for now. The task might be too difficult for her. She needs to rest for a while

discharged, you'll have to lose to me every day. Do you

then turned to Jack with a hopeful

temporary employee. No benefits, just

me helplessly before pulling out a

I'm not that heartless. Well, we need help with two new projects in Erewhon. The designs have been

enthusiastically, cutting him off before

hand

laptop or tablet with~~ me here, and I'd also like a drawing board. Oh,

account for me?"

for some membership

subscriptions."

Erewhon, I hadn't left the hospital. My old accounts weren't

sighed, looking at me resignedly. "Alright, I'll

I would be able to get back to work. The excitement in my chest was almost overwhelming. I promised myself I