Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 455

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Julian’s visits had noticeably increased, and he performed a myriad of tests on me every day, hinting that my condition was deteriorating.” 

“Juls, should I start preparing a photo for my memorial? Can I choose a pink urn?” I asked half–jokingly. 

He rolled his eyes at me. “Would you prefer to bring your laptop with you to the crematorium? Maybe some paperwork too? While you’re at it, perhaps you could design a palace for the Grim Reaper and reserve a nice three–bedroom for Alisa and me?” 

Lately, he hadn’t been in the mood to joke with me, so I was oddly pleased that he was humoring me today. 

“Sure, I could design a villa for you. You get to choose the style,” I quipped. “You can consider it your ‘property‘ in the underworld, and I’ll hold onto it for you for a few decades.” 

He gave me a look and chose not to respond. He lowered his head to finish his examination. 

Before leaving, he finally said, “Jack asked me to look after you, but you should take care of yourself too. He’s caught in a tough spot with the McLennon family and is barely able to spare a moment. But he left plenty of bodyguards here for you, and they’re at your disposal. 

“And as for your remarriage to Leonard, think it over. It doesn’t seem right to me.” 

He spoke earnestly, and I knew he was sincere. Leonard was no longer the right person for me. 

For someone like me, marriage was a luxury. Staying alive was already good enough. 

After Julian left, the nurse came to give me yet another IV drip. I felt like I was becoming a living pharmacy. 

“Nurse, can’t we cut back a little? I still have chemotherapy, you know. I’m spending more time in the bathroom than in bed. It’s really inconvenient.‘ 

The nurse chuckled softly. “It’s all top–quality medicine. Make sure you absorb every bit of it. If it weren’t for these drugs… Well, just focus on getting better.” 

I understood her point. Without all these medicines, I’d probably be dead by now. 

I glanced out the window, thinking that even being a noisy cicada would be preferable–at least I’d get to fly outside. 

When Leonard visited again, no one stopped him. He wasn’t here to put on a show this time. He seemed satisfied that most issues with Harmon Group had been resolved. 

I had heard from Emma that he had signed a lot of contracts in my name, which would all fall back on me if anything went wrong. 

“Why are you losing weight?” he remarked, frowning as he sat by my bed. He gently covered the IV line to keep it warm. But no matter how much he tried to warm it, he couldn’t warm my heart. 

“What do you want?” I asked, expressionless. 

He smiled, pulling out his phone. “Look, the project you designed three years ago–it’s finally completed. I went to the launching ceremony today. It was incredible, Eva. You’ve always been the best in your department.”