Matter of Love

Although Leona was angry, she thought it over carefully. The most important thing now was to save Eden as soon as possible.
As for other things, she didn't have much energy to spend on them.
At present, Leona came back and forth from her residence to the hospital every day. Although Eden's body was not as good as
before, he was obviously in a better mental state. Seeing this, Leona felt a little comforted. As long as her son was fine, she was
fine!
Time passed little by little in such a plain life. Although Eden's body didn't get much better, he still maintained the current
situation. As for Joe, he had meetings with the expert team every day to study Eden's condition.
As for Greg and Leona, they were also working hard, but Leona was obviously under great pressure to have another child.
When she lost her first child, the doctor had diagnosed that it was difficult for her to get pregnant again in this life. That was why
she was willing to risk her life to give birth to Eden, just because she didn't want to have any regrets in her life.
But now her only son was in danger, and her physical condition was like this, which made her feel stressed every day.
Most of the time, she woke up in the middle of the night. She dreamed countless times that Eden left her before she got
pregnant.
Leona's heart was filled with helplessness. She didn't know how long she could hold on like this. What if Eden really couldn't
make it through to the time she was pregnant?
Every time at this time, Greg would gently hold her in his arms and persuade her in a soft voice!
"Don't be afraid, Leona. Trust me. I'm always by your side no matter what happens. Don't worry about Eden. Joe said that you
still have a chance to get pregnant. You need to relax so that you can get pregnant more easily. The more nervous you are, the
less likely you will get pregnant!"
Greg said these words to Leona almost every day, but she just couldn't relax herself. She knew that what Greg said was
reasonable. However, knowing it was one thing. It was difficult to really do it. She couldn't imagine what she would do if
something happened to Eden!
Greg was with Leona every day, so he could feel her helplessness and worry. However, apart from encouraging her, he had no
other choice but to hope that Joe could come up with other plans as soon as possible. After all, he knew that it was difficult for
Leona to get pregnant again.

"Leona, let's just live like this, okay?" Greg put one hand on the shoulder of Leona, and the two sat on the roof together. Looking
at the fading sun, he said emotionally.
Without saying anything, Leona held Greg's hand tighter. Greg was not a man who would say sweet words. It was not easy for
him to say something like that.
But now they were no longer the same as before. If he had told her eight years ago, she would have promised him without
hesitation, and her heart was filled with endless gratitude.
But now She was really full of uncertainty. Their peaceful life used to be what Leona yearned for the most, but now it gave her an
illusory feeling. She didn't know when something would happen, breaking the peace on the surface into pieces.
Greg didn't get any response from her. His eyes darkened, but he regained his fighting spirit again. Although he knew it was
inappropriate to think in this way, he did believe that the illness of Eden was a great chance given by God.
As long as he could seize this opportunity, they could start over again. If everything went well, the four of them could live happily
together in the future!
The descending light of the setting sun shone on Leona's face, making her milky white face coated with a layer of golden light,
which looked a little illusory. Greg approached her emotionally!
"Leona, you are so beautiful!"
Feeling that his breath was so close, Leona's face instantly flushed. Although they were husband and wife, she was still like a
young girl, with her heart racing!
Closing her eyes gently, Leona was waiting for what would happen next. Although she didn't feel safe about Greg, there was one
thing that was undeniable. The magnetic field on Greg was very easy to affect her will. As long as he was by her side, she would
have a dim mind.
"There is a pimple on your face!" Greg's face, which was very close to him, suddenly stopped. At the same time, the warm
atmosphere before was completely ruined by his words, and the air was instantly full of embarrassment.
Looking at the mischievous smile on his face, Leona suddenly felt an awkward silence. This guy...
"Greg." Said Leona, gritting her teeth.

"What? What's wrong?" Greg asked innocently. Now, Leona's face was even redder than before. But this time, she was not only
shy, but also a little annoyed. But she looked much angrier, which was the effect that Greg wanted.
He didn't want to see her sad face all day long. She was only twenty-five years old, so she should be energetic at her age.
"You Damn it!" Leona was so angry that she didn't know what to say. Embarrassed, she pushed Greg away, turned around and
ran away.
Looking at the disappearing figure of Leona, Greg smiled faintly. That was what Leona should look like.
"I was just kidding!" Touching his forehead covered by bangs, Greg said softly and followed up.
In the morning, Greg's phone rang and a message came in.
In a daze, Greg pulled his hand aside, but he didn't feel the soft woman. He frowned and opened his eyes. When he saw that
Leona had already got up and heard the sound of chopping vegetables outside, he felt warm in his heart. Leona got up and went
to cook breakfast.
Greg reached out and took the phone from the cabinet. It was a number that was deeply buried in the memory of Greg and he
would never forget in his life. It was only a few words: Greg, I'm back. How are you?
Plop! Plop! Plop A violent heartbeat came through in Greg's chest. He closed his eyes tightly and his arm holding the phone
began to tremble uncontrollably.
The past was like a movie, scenes of which flashed in front of Greg's eyes. They were together in the campus, laughing and
playing by the lake in the setting sun. For countless nights, he bowed his head and wrote quickly by the desk, writing business
plans. At midnight, a cup of steaming coffee appeared on his desk at the right time.
Greg closed his eyes in pain. He had thought that he would never remember all this, but as he sent the message, those
memories that he thought he had forgotten long ago rushed into his chest like the flood of opening the gate.