Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 359

Chapter 359 Relapse 

True to form, I woke up in the oh–so–familiar hospital. I had passed out many times abroad. So, I was pretty accustomed to the procedures. 

In fact, I wouldn’t have felt anything if I didn’t wake up from my slumber one day. After all, I had passed into the realm of the Grim Reaper many times There would come a day when I would stay there for good. 

“You scared me to death, Eva. What happened?” Astrid’s eyes reddened from all the crying. There was even snot coming out of her nostrils. 

I reached out and pinched her cheek. “Haven’t you gotten used to it? This happens all the time. It’s my low blood sugar.” 

This was what I had been telling everyone, and that was the lie Astrid had been telling everyone as well. However, something seemed to be different this time. She cried very miserably. 

50% chance that I might 

Actually, the doctor told me that iny condition might’ve gotten worse the last time I was in the hospital. There was a 30% to 50% relapse for the third time, and that put me in the high–risk group, 

y emotions. “What did the doctor say?” 

I strained to sit upright and looked at Jack, who didn’t show any 

“Have you been feeling unwell since a couple of days ago? Jack laid his eyes on me. There seemed to be a hint of gloominess in them. 

I didn’t hide it from him. “Yeah. I keep getting chest pains, but it isn’t time for me to go for a check–up.” 

“So, you didn’t tell the doctor about it? What were you thinking?” Jack’s voice became a little stern. This was the first time he spoke like this with me 

I was still a little puzzled when Astrid spoke up for me, “Eva’s pitiful enough, Jack. What are you doing? 5–She just 

e just didn’t want to trouble both of us. She…. 

My 

ly shoulders slumped when I saw her bursting into tears. Then, I squeezed a smile and asked, “Is it a relapse?” 

That was the worst possible scenario. After this, the cancer cells would move to another part of my body, and I wouldn’t have long to live. 

Jack walked over and helped me lie down on the hospital bed. “Things aren’t that bad right now. It’s the telltale sign of a relapse, though. You’ll have to be admitted to the hospital for a long period. It’s almost similar to what you’ve been through before. 

“The doctor also has a plan for you. So, all you have to do is be at ease and focus on recovery. It’s not a big deal.” Jack softened his tone, and his gaze became gentle as well. 

I reached out and touched my forehead, and that was when I realized my wig was gone. 

Jack coughed awkwardly when he saw my hand pausing midair. “It fell off when I carried you earlier. I have no idea where it is, though. I’ve asked someone to make a new one for you.” 

I shut my eyes. This was actually very humillating. After all, I had always appeared before Jack with a head full of lo 

of long hair.