Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 8

Sandra’s voice oozed familiarity with Curtis, and Leanne glanced up at her with a hint of

irritation.

Although they started at the same hospital and department in the same year, Sandra had always been at odds with her.

When Leanne married Curtis, she hadn’t even graduated from her advanced studies, let alone started at the hospital. Without family on her side, the bridal party consisted solely of her one friend, Joy.

“You guys haven’t seen that epic wedding photo, have you?” Sandra interrupted, “The one where they’re exchanging rings, and the bride’s wearing this dreamy veil. That profile, that vibe, it’s absolutely killer! Let me pull it up for you.”

She dug out the photo from some old news article online, and they all huddled around, chatting excitedly:

“Can’t see her face, but her figure screams knockout beauty!”

“Man, I’d love to know who she is.”

“Hey, Dr. Castillo, doesn’t that profile look like you?”

Leanne kept her composure and replied, “You must be mistaken.”

rolled her eyes dramatically,

still as a pond. “How do you know

to retort, a nurse emphatically slapped her thigh. “With Dr.

her hubby? If

Castillo, when will you introduce your husband

said, “My husband is a ghost. Didn’t want to scare you

and walked away, leaving a sea of stunned faces behind. After her shift, Leanne came home to find Laura had prepared a

but Laura argued, “Even

possibly eat twelve dishes

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easygoing, always keen to return a

it was necessary. But once she closed her heart to

no need to be wasteful, even if we

Mr. Curtis’ money. Cooking

hearing is just fine. If you want to grumble, do

clamped her mouth shut.

toward the door, unable to help herself. “Aren’t you going to call Mr. Curtis? It’s been days. Isn’t he