Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 209

Chapter 209 Why 

“Why are you crying? He’s a jerk, through and through.” 

Julian grabbed a roll of tissues from somewhere and tore off a few sheets, tossing them my way. I grudgingly wiped my nose with them. 

“His mind’s a mess.” 

“Then why are you still crying?” Julian shot back, expressionless as usual. At this point, I was completely drained. 

“Doctor, he’s not doing well. Can’t you…” 

“I’ve already said it–don’t act recklessly, and he’ll be fine. If he does, well, that’s the Grim Reaper’s business, not mine.” Julian’s mood seemed off, his frown deepening as he glanced over my test results. 

“Alright, let’s get to my office. Stop bothering the other doctors.” 

He led me to his office while I sent Zack away. This was something I wanted to handle alone, without anyone else interfering. 

“Zack, go back to the construction site. Caleb’s still there, and I’m worried he won’t be able to handle everything. And please, keep the pregnancy thing quiet. I’ve told everyone else it’s just low blood sugar.” 

Zack hesitated for a moment before nodding. He told me to reach out anytime if I needed. anything. 

Julian’s office was spotless–almost unnervingly so. 

He gestured to the chair across from his desk. “Sit.” 

I instinctively touched my stomach–flat, with no noticeable bump. With all the 

chemotherapy, I hadn’t paid much attention to my irregular periods. It never crossed my mind. that I hadn’t had one because of the baby. 

Julian scoffed, “You know this kid came at the worst possible time” 

I nodded. 

“I warned you–three years. Wait for at least three years.” 

I nodded again. 

“The medications you’ve been taking could seriously mess up the baby!” 

I nodded once more. 

Finally, he gave up, spreading his hands in frustration. “So, what are you gonna do? Your 

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husband’s out of his mind right now. It’s all on you. 

I licked my lips and slowly closed my eyes. 

After a few minutes, I spoke, “I’ve been on cancer medications and radiation blockers. Leonard and I were both exposed to radiation, plus he was drugged. Given all that, there’s no way this baby’s viable. It’s best to abort early while it’s still small.” 

My voice was completely flat, like I was talking about someone else’s problem. But I could feel. the warm tears running down my face–I was still crying. 

This child, linked by blood to Leonard and me, yet I couldn’t bring it into the world. I gently touched my belly, trying not to cry out loud. 

Julian stared at me in silence for a long time, then pushed a box of tissues toward me. 

“Crying isn’t good for your health, with or without the baby. Eva, bottling this up won’t help your recovery.” 

I forced the tears back, fighting the sadness as I looked at him. “Do I need to schedule the procedure?” 

He hesitated, clearly thrown by how calm I was. Maybe it was too much for him. He glanced at my chart and sighed. 

“Let me check into it first. Your situation is complicated, so surgery can’t be rushed. Jill’s nearby, I’ll have her pick you up.” 

“No!” I stood up immediately. “Dr. Pope, I just need some time alone. Please.” 

He studied me for a moment before nodding. “Alright, I’ll call you a taxi. But if you refuse, I’m sending Jill. 

I didn’t argue. I knew he was just worried about me. Maybe my luck wasn’t so bad–except for Leonard, at least the people around me still cared. 

I didn’t cry on the way home. But the moment I closed the door, I slid down to the floor, leaning against it. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and broke down sobbing. 

Why did it have to be like this? Why?