Chapter 451 Drop the Act

This time, my mind was clear, but I had no desire to open my eyes.

Hearing Julian talking to a nurse, I really didn't want to face another lecture. But he must have sensed I was awake as his voice turned ley.

"Since the Grim Reaper didn't take you, wake up and tell us all what it's like down there. Give us a rundown. Maybe my future patients could benefit from your connections"

Reluctantly, 1 opened my eyes and greeted him sheepishly, "Juls."

"Calling me by my nickname won't help you. What should I even say to you?" He sighed. "Money and companies are difficult for you?"

I pursed my lips, too ashamed to respond.Text © owned by .

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Leonard was infuriating, and if not for him, I wouldn't have passed out. Just as I was thinking about that scoundrel, his voice echoed from the hall outside. *Dr. Pope, I heard Eva passed out again. Please, let me see her. I'm begging you." His voice was tinged with sorrow, even a slight sob.

Julian looked at me expressionlessly. "Hear that? He's here to mour you already. You'd better show him just how lively you are. Give him a slap in the face." After finishing his words, he went to the door and said in a sharp tone, "The patient isn't well. Only immediate family are allowed."

"I am her family. I'm her husband Leonard's voice trembled. He sounded like he was on the verge of tears.

"Apologies, I mean her ex-husband. Please, let me see her. I'm begging you, I'm really worried about her. Just let me see her, even if it's just for a moment. I want to make sure she's okay, I'll leave right after, I promise."

The sound of camera flashes outside made it clear that Leonard was, once again, putting on a show,

I cleared my throat. "Leonard, drop the act. Just come in."

Julian shot me a disapproving look, and 1 shrank back slightly.

I didn't want to see Leonard either, but I couldn't let him keep putting on this charade. Besides, I needed to confront him about the project in Manovia.

Julian tried to stop Leonard as he entered, but I insisted, and he finally left us alone.

"Eva, you're finally willing to see me. How are you feeling? Why did you faint again?" Leonard's eyes were expressive, full of a deep tendemess that once cominced me he truly loved me.

I laughed coldly, looking at him with a mocking gaze.

"Ifainted because you stole my project in Marovia. If I die, it'll be because of you, Leonard. Satisfied? You're quite skilled at committing murder without leaving a

trace."

"That's not true, Eva. Just let me explain," he pleaded, reaching out to hold my hand. I slapped it away.

"Don't touch me. You make me sick" I fixed him with a hard stare. "There's no one else here, and I'm not recording this, so drop the act."

At my words, he finally laughed, shedding his take demeanor. He sat back in the chair with an air of ease.

"Eva, you already know the future of Harmon Group is overseas. We're husband and wife-what's mine is yours, right? This project was always going to belong to Harmon Group eventually, wasn't it?" "Despicable." The word slipped out through gritted teeth. I couldn't say anything else.

He casually shrugged, his gaze still warm. It was as if he was mocking the with his deceitful tenderness.

"If it weren't for Amelia, this project would've been Harmon Group's al

apo,"

"Eva, all I did was bring the project back to where it belongs. What's wrong with that?" He tugged at my hand, his smile disturbingly gentle. "I'm doing all this for our family, aren't 17