Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard)

Later that night, Crystal sent me another video. As usual, it was a mix of complaints and showing off gifts.

"True to form, your cousin is generous. This skincare set must be worth at least four or five grand, right? Look at this bracelet-damn, I've never worn anything this expensive in my life.

"She also gave me a gift worth almost two thousand dollars as a token of appreciation for helping her out with the wedding. Meanwhile, I only gifted her a wedding gift worth around a thousand dollars!" "You're happy with that, aren't you?"

Seeing her laugh so hard she was nearly in tears, I couldn't help but smile despite myself. She quickly nodded her head.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

"I'm super-duper happy! But then I think about her getting married just once, and I feel a little sad about it."

I couldn't stop myself from laughing at that.

If Julian had heard that, he would probably have fired back at her instantly. I thought about their wedding night again and then remembered Alisa was pregnant. The thought made me laugh even harder.

"It's not like you're getting married. You didn't even get any wedding favors, and here you are, laughing. By the way, did you see the end? Leonard got kicked out! That was so satisfying."

When Leonard was brought up, she perked up immediately.

Leonard had clearly come prepared. Not only had he brought the media with him, but he had almost gotten down on his knees in front of Alisa. His performance seemed to be aimed at solidifying his "deeply emotional" persona.

But he had definitely pissed off the Pope family by making such a scene at the wedding. They weren't about to let him ruin the atmosphere.

In the end, Julian shut him down so thoroughly that Leonard was left speechless, and the bodyguards had to escort him out.

"Mrs. Pope almost had a heart attack! She was planning to make a big deal out of it, but I rushed the patent transfer papers over to get Alisa to sign them. Mrs. Pope was as red as a tomato from anger. Many of her relatives commented on how lucky she was, with her daughter-in-law holding many patents. I swear, you should've seen her face-it was priceless."

I silently nodded, feeling a little relieved. Alisa might be arrogant, but she wasn't foolish.

Julian had been focused on studying medicine, and if the Pope family really wanted to enter the construction industry, they might have to rely on Alisa.

"How's my cousin? She's pregnant, so she shouldn't be upset."

"Don't worry, she can make others mad, but she won't let herself get angry," Crystal said, waving her hands dismissively. "She already has enough confidence. With all those patents you gave her, she'll be fine."

Crystal went on to tell me more funny stories from the wedding. We ended up chatting for over an hour before I finally hung up the phone.

Looking out the window, I saw the snow had started falling again, and a feeling of melancholy washed over me. Watching the wedding videos and photos just couldn't compare to being there in person.

At that moment, I felt a real bitterness toward Leonard. If he really planned to divorce and never contact me again, it would be for the best. His constant interference had forced me to leave.

Once again, I was reminded that life's most painful tribulations often revolved around love. Once you had feelings for someone, you became vulnerable. It left you open to hurt.

As I gazed out the window, Jack came in with my late-night snack and placed it on the table. He stood beside me, quietly watching me.

"Did you watch her wedding?"

"Mm."

"Are you at ease now?"

"Mm."

"She's fine. No need to worry," he said, his voice calm.

"I know," I replied softly, though there was still a lingering sense of loss in my heart.

He took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders, then gently led me back to the table.

"Don't worry. Rest well, and you'll have a chance to see each other again someday."

I looked up at him, feeling a surge of hope. "Really?"

"Really," he reassured me. "Now, let's eat."

He handed me the cutlery, and I noticed he brought me some ravioli. My eyes welled up a little.