Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Chapter 483 Disrupting the Wedding

This month, I spent every day in the hospital, just eating and sleeping. Now that I had finally started working again, my mood felt different. Thinking about how Alisa was about to enter a new phase of her life, my emotions couldn't help but rise with excitement.

I had asked Crystal to prepare the documents I had previously drafted for Alisa's wedding gift.

Maybe the Green family had lost much of their former influence, but I wanted Alisa to have something she could rely on.

I was "dead", but my patents remained. I felt bitterness surge within me, especially since the Harmon family was still using many of them.

With Leonard's character, I knew he would never continue paying me royalties. After all, patent fees weren't cheap, so why would he waste money on a dead person? If these patents were given to Alisa, she would have the leverage to stand against the Harmon family. On the day of their wedding, I was excitedly watching the live stream. The Pope family, being a large and influential family, was using the occasion to promote their company.

Green Group had been making waves these last couple of years, and the Pope family seemed eager to show off. The wedding venue was lavishly decorated, and I finally felt some relief.

Alisa had worked hard for over 20 years and was finally about to find her happiness. I couldn't help but feel a bit excited for the union of two sharp-tongued individuals. There were many familiar faces at the wedding. Julian, in particular, kept texting me from the moment the ceremony began.

"It's about to start! Don't forget to watch the live stream."

absolutely stunning today. No photo could do her

respond, I received another message from him, "She's not wearing high heels-she's wearing the Corgi slippers we bought together! Good thing she's wearing

few minutes. Eventually, I couldn't stand it any longer and

throw your phone away? Can't you focus on the

a bit shaky, and I could tell that he

I'll take good care of her. I won't let

strange mix of emotions-like a mother watching her

toward Julian, her face glowing with happiness. Just as they were about to hold hands, the

You have to be, right? Alisa,

my phone closer

was dressed in a sharp

with sunken cheeks, I could barely recognize the man on the screen. He walked forward step by step, only to be stopped

not dead. I dreamt of her. She's

off, and the screen