Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203 True Love 

With Leonard causing such a scene, what started as mere speculation about his relationship with Amelia had now turned into everyone firmly believing that she was his true love. 

“Ms. Miller isn’t even as pretty as Eva. How could Mr. Harmon like her?” 

“Looks aren’t everything for a first love–it’s about the feelings, the connection.” 

“I heard from a reliable source that Amelia and Mr. Harmon worked together when they were. students, spending every day side by side. They must be childhood sweethearts.” 

“Same background, same experiences–it’s no wonder they ended up together.” 

“This time, Eva has some real competition. Amelia’s got the education and the history with him. I think it’s game over for Eva.” 

The office gossip spread quickly, and it seemed like everyone had forgotten that Leonard got injured because of me. 

Even Jean came to ask me if Leonard really had another secret affair. With Lily’s scandal still fresh in everyone’s minds, Jean warned me to be careful. 

But what exactly should I be careful of? 

Leonard now believed Amelia was the girlfriend who was with him during college, and I was nothing but a gold–digging woman trying to manipulate him. He was avoiding me like the plague and had been staying at the Harmon residence, completely forgetting he even had a home. 

Leonard seemed to be acting like he was back in a relationship again, bringing Amelia food every day. Donuts, cinnamon rolls, molten chocolate cakes, custard pudding… Each time she saw these desserts, she frowned. 

Back in her freshman year, Amelia was a bit overweight and awkward, and a lot of people made fun of her. Determined to lose weight, she swore off high–calorie foods like these. 

And Leonard seemed to forget that these were all things I loved. 

Even though Amelia didn’t eat them, Leonard made excuses, insisting she’d just changed her taste while studying abroad, which was why she was so thin now. 

His dissatisfaction with me kept growing. Every time the department had to work overtime and Leonard came to pick up Amelia, he took the opportunity to criticize me. 

“Can you stop assigning so much work to other people? You’re the only one who loves working this much! 

“Design needs inspiration! Working overtime isn’t going to magically create that. Don’t waste Amy’s brain cells. 

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“Eva, don’t think you’ll get to see me more just because of this. You’re only my wife in name, nothing more. 

He didn’t hold back in front of the entire department, even showing some resentment. In the end, I couldn’t bear to have Amelia work overtime anymore. I was practically shoving her out the door at the end of every day. 

At first, Amelia refused Leonard’s offers to pick her up, but eventually, she accepted. 

That day, as we were wrapping up the project with Brightwave Group, Amelia insisted on staying late. As expected, Leonard blamed me again. 

Finally, Amelia exploded, slamming her hands on the table. “Leonard, can you stop being unreasonable? You’re just making my job harder! I worked so hard to come back to build a career. This is my shot!” 

Amelia hadn’t participated in many projects since starting at the company, and it was clear she wasn’t satisfied. A degree and a few awards from school weren’t enough to establish herself at Harmon Group. 

Leonard looked at her, clearly feeling hurt. “I just don’t want you to burn out. Besides, with your talent, this kind of work should be a piece of cake, right? 

“Remember back in sophomore year when you won the grand prize at the national design competition? Back then, you- 

“Enough, Leonard!” Amelia suddenly broke down, deflating as she grabbed her bag. 

“Let’s go home. Stop talking.” 

As I watched her walk away, a sense of frustration washed over me. It was me who won that award back in sophomore year–he didn’t remember that either. 

Chapter 204 The Best Option 

“Eva, are you okay?” Emma pressed her hand on my shoulder, trying to give me some strength. 

All I could do was shake my head. I didn’t know what else to do. 

Suddenly, I heard Amelia’s panicked voice from the hallway. “Leonard, Leonard, what’s wrong? Is it your headache again?” 

I rushed out, and Leonard was crouching near the elevator, his face pale. Emma and I ran over 

to him. 

“Leonard, are you okay?” 

As I knelt down, reaching out to touch him, Leonard shoved me away and leaned toward Amelia instead. 

“Amy, my head hurts.” His voice was pitiful. 

Amelia hesitated, then let him rest his head on her and pulled out some medicine from her bag.