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

Chapter 10

She clenched her fingers tightly, retorting, “This marriage wasn’t my choice, either. Don’t forget your family needed a favor from me.”

There was a moment of silence on the phone before Jennifer’s voice softened but still carried an air of superiority, “I know, you’ve done our family a service. We won’t shortchange you. You’ll get every penny we promised. Once you’ve divorced Curtis, this whole thing will be over, and you’ll owe nothing to our family.”

Oh, to owe nothing.

After hanging up, Leanne slumped in her chair, deflated.

It was deep into fall, and the leaves in the sycamore grove were nearly all gone, just a few withered remnants clinging to the bare branches.

The new intern knocked on the door. “Dr. Castillo, it’s almost one o’clock. Are you ready?”

Leanne took a deep breath and straightened up. “Yes, I’m ready.”

“That old hag said what? You owe each other nothing, my foot!”

Just before the end of her shift, Leanne got a call from Joy, who could tell something was off. After prying out the details of the lunchtime conversation, Joy was livid.

family owes you one, okay? What was that jerk Curtis aggrieving for? If he were so aggrieved, he should’ve never touched you! Damn, he’s thinking with his

nearly spat out her water, quickly checking that

water and headed back. “Ms. Campbell, mind

wrong!” Joy wasn’t done ranting. “You’re the victim here. After marrying him, he continued to live it up, flaunting his affair with that Suzan for all to see, leaving you to be disrespected by everyone, and even the housekeeper thinks she can crap on you! “You’ve thrown away three years of

hit where it hurt most accurately.

replied, “So, I guess you wouldn’t mind if we

no, no,” Joy quickly backpedaled, realizing she had got carried away. “I’m off work now. Just wait for me to pick you up. I’m treating you

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of a feast is

“You know

loved her occasional drinks, claiming work stress and the joy of alcohol. Whenever she offered to treat Leanne to a feast, it inevitably

stepped out of the hospital to find Joy’s called ride waiting curbside, her head poking out

sanitizer, and well-trained, Joy extended her hands for a spritz.

bar with a promotion

and ‘fifty percent off was like

“We’re not

argue? People