Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196 Amnesia? 

“Are you sure?” I asked, a bit puzzled about why he called me instead of someone else. 

Julian scoffed and said, “With a gorgeous woman right here, who even recognizes you as Mrs. Harmon? 

“Get here quickly. Your husband seems a bit off.” 

He didn’t explain further and hung up. Caleb and I stared at each other for a moment before he quickly grabbed his coat.. 

“Eva, come on, hurry up!” he shouted. I finally snapped out of it and ran out of the company 

with him. 

On the way, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. I didn’t understand what Julian meant when he said Leonard was a bit off. 

What else could have been wrong with him, aside from being bald and having had surgery on his head? 

Could it be that he had developed facial paralysis from nerve damage? 

Or was it like he could only move his head and nothing else? 

As I was lost in thought, we had already arrived at the hospital. 

She was gently wiping Leonard’s face and pouring him a glass of water. He looked at her with tenderness, smiling softly. 

At that moment, I froze, unsure how to step in Caleb was momentarily stunned, then said, Amelia, why are you here?” 

Only then did everyone notice us. Amelia hurriedly waved at me, her eyes wide. “Eva, come here quickly, hurry!” 

She seemed a bit awkward, giving me subtle signals with her eyes. Yet, Leonard only looked at her and reached out to take her hand. 

Amelia quickly stepped back, and Leonard looked a bit hurt and said, “Amy, you’re not really upset that I shaved my head, are you? 

“Didn’t you always say my hair was neither long nor short and that it annoys you? 

“My hair will grow back in a few days. Don’t hate me, okay?” 

My foot that was stepping forward suddenly stopped. I was the one who found his hair length a bit annoying. 

I tentatively called out, “Leonard.” 

He turned to look at me, nodded coldly, and then turned back to Amelia. 

“I’ve been asleep for a long time, and now I really want clam chowder, Amy.” 

The way he said it in that cutesy tone sent shivers down my spine. 

I was the one who made the clam chowder too. I couldn’t cook anything else; it was the only thing I really knew how to make. 

Moreover, it was Leonard who taught me how to make it, saying all I had to do was sauté the ingredients and simmer them until tender. 

Amelia looked like she was about to cry, mouthing, “Help me.” 

Everyone else’s gaze turned to me, and Ivy’s eyes were full of mockery. 

She said, “Oh dear, some people are really pitiful, thinking it was true love. In the end, he wakes up not even remembering who you are. 

“Not even recognizing your own wife, Leonard? Have you lost your mind?” 

Leonard looked at Aunt Ivy with confusion and said, “Aunt Ivy, be careful what you say. I’m not married yet. 

“But if Amy is open to it, I wouldn’t mind.” 

Looking a bit overwhelmed, Amelia walked over to me and pointed at me. 

“Leonard, take a good look at who she is!” 

“Her! Take a closer look and really see her.” 

I nervously clenched my fists and glanced at Leonard. 

I considered countless possibilities–maybe his mouth was askew, or perhaps he couldn’t move at all. 

Yet, I never thought he could forget me. 

Leonard looked me over carefully, his impatience evident. 

“Isn’t she Eva?” 

Hearing him say that, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. 

But then, in the next moment, he said, “She’s your roommate, right? I know her–the one who brings you snacks.”