Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 229

Chapter 0229 Dual Major in Psychology 

Leonard collapsed, and any further conversation was naturally cut short. 

Everyone followed the medical staff out of the room, leaving me alone in the conference room. Caleb was the last to leave, but before stepping out, he glanced back at me. 

“Eva, aren’t you coming?” 

I shook my head. “No, I’m not going. He doesn’t want to see me anyway.” 

No matter his condition, Leonard didn’t want me around. He only wanted Amelia. Caleb glanced outside, then moved closer to me. 

“Eva, don’t be too sad. I’m sure Leonard will recover from this–eventually,” he said hesitantly. 

“When?” I asked, staring at the group of people disappearing down the hallway, my gaze distant. How long would we live like this, waiting for him to come back to himself? 

The words he had said earlier still echoed in my mind, blaming me for everything. I felt a cold. seep through my body. 

I had never imagined Leonard could be so ruthless. 

Perhaps ever since taking over Harmon Group, he was no longer the sunny, carefree boy I once knew. 

Caleb stammered, “It’ll get better, eventually. Harmon Group still needs him.” 

I shook my head again. I wasn’t sure if Harmon Group needed a president like him–one with an erratic memory, violent outbursts, and a willingness to lash out regardless of the setting. 

He had become someone who could be both cold and ruthless. 

“Eva, no matter what, you still have shares in Harmon Group. You’re still a shareholder,” Caleb said, trying to reassure me. “Leonard will figure it out. Don’t worry.” 

I shook my head once more. 

My shares weren’t worth anything. The shares that Uncle Bob’s family had probably far outweighed what I held. A woman without much equity, soon to be kicked out of the family, didn’t hold much sway in Harmon Group. 

Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a message from Julian. 

“Amelia studied psychology abroad, but she’s not very skilled. Still, stay wary.” 

Reading those words, I felt hope stir in my chest 

Amelia had studied psychology. Could this mean she had used drugs or hypnosis on Leonard? I 

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had read that hypnosis alone wasn’t always practical, but paired with the proper medication, it could work wonders. 

I had done some research, but the information online was sparse. Hypnosis combined with certain drugs fell into murky, almost forbidden territory. Could this be the answer? 

“Eva?” Caleb was still beside me, watching me with concern. 

I snapped out of my thoughts. “Let’s go to the hospital,” I said suddenly. 

He looked startled but quickly nodded in agreement. “Yeah, right. We should head to the hospital. We’ll figure out the rest later.” 

Leonard had always been healthy–no high blood pressure, no heart conditions. Even with a head injury, it didn’t make sense for him to faint so easily whenever he got worked up. 

I felt like I was starting to uncover the truth, but pieces were still missing. 

Leonard had already woken up when we arrived at the hospital, though his eyes still held a dazed look. Amelia was right by his side, their fingers intertwined. 

Even when the doctor came in to examine him, she didn’t let go of his hand. 

Julian glanced at me, his face as unreadable as ever, before entering the room. His voice was cold and professional. “The patient needs a blood test and a CT scan. Family members, please cooperate.” 

Amelia immediately protested. “CT scans have radiation, and you’ve already taken so much blood. How much can one person give?” 

“Mr. Harmon Senior, Leonard is awake now. Let’s just observe him. Too many tests aren’t good,” she said, squeezing Leonard’s hand tightly. 

Leonard nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I’m fine. It was just a moment of stress. I don’t need any 

more tests,” 

“Bloodwork is necessary, and we need to run a toxicology screen,” Julian said firmly. 

Amelia stood up to protest again, but Julian’s tone turned icy. “Why are you so intent on stopping us? If he’s been poisoned, can you bear the responsibility?”