Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342 Qning 

“Who is that? Is it lack? Eva, Iran’t believe you’re actually living; with him under the same roof!” 

Leonard’s voice was so shrill that nog vandrinus lept rüngling. 

1 removed the phone from my ear. Jack came over and ended the i 

“Don’t answer calls frem strangers in the hature,” 

e call for ine instantly before blocking Leonard’s 

number. 

B 

I mumbled back, “I didn’t losow it was him.” 

I was starting to regret my actions. I should’ve just ended the call right there and then instead of letting it 

run out of pilty for Leonard. 

Sometimes, 1 really couldn’t stop myself. I knew what Leonard wanted to tell me, yet I still wanted in listen to the things he said. 

Jack placed the food on the table, his expression still stony, 

“I’ve talked to fill and the others about the project. I might not have time to prepare meals for you these few days. If I’m not back in time, I’ll have a restaurant deliver meals to you.” 

“Actually, I can make my own meals.” 1 grabbed a fork. I was starting to get hungry while staring at the baked seafood pasta. 

Jack looked at me as he asked me seriously, “You know how to cook?” 

“Yeah!” I replied while digging into the food. “I there’s a pot, I can cook spaghetti. As for the sauce and whatnot… I don’t think I’ll die of food poisoning. 

at least” 

My culinary skills hadn’t improved in the slightest over the years. Honestly speaking, my cooking wasn’t inedible, so to speak, At most, I wouldn’t die of food poisoning after eating my own cooking 

I had been in the dumps after getting married. After that, I fell sick, so I was never in the mood to cook. 

I thought Jack would make fun of me, but he didn’t. Instead, be just nodded. 

“I’ll cook for you from now on.” 

A pause later, he added, “Someone will still deliver meals to you even if I don’t return for the day. Don’t order takeout. The delivery service here is extremely slow.” 

I nodded once again. For some reason, I was starting to have a weird feeling about this situation. 

I didn’t want to continue the whole culinary tople anymore, so I changed it immediately. 

“Will the platform hold Amelia accountable for what happened? Will she go to jail? Since she’s about to give birth, the police will be considerate about her situation, right?”