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

Chapter 46

Halfway through the conversation, Leanne’s words cut off abruptly as she heard at woman’s voice on the other end of the line asking, “Curtis, want some cherries?”

Curtis pulled the phone slightly away and replied with a dismissive “No thanks.” The woman on the other end seemed to say something else, but Leanne couldn’t make it out. Her head was buzzing with noise.

It wasn’t until Curtis’ voice became clear again on the phone that she was pulled back to reality. “Were you asking me something?”

There were a few seconds of silence.

“It’s nothing,” Leanne said, forcing a casual tone. “We’ll talk when you get back.”

She didn’t wait for Curtis to respond before ending the call.

The chill of late autumn penetrated her sweater, seeping through her bones. Her fingertips were so cold she could hardly feel them. Even hailing a cab on her screen felt clumsily difficult.

Perhaps it was the cold that made her tremble ever so slightly.

A black sedan pulled up in front of her, and Caleb leaned out from the rolled-down. window, “Madam, let me give you a ride back to the hospital.”

Leanne didn’t refuse. There was no sense in making herself suffer more.

was blasting, quickly warming her cheeks, but her bones still felt.

cold.

the hospital took half an

from time to time in the rearview mirror. She was leaning back

parked in the hospital’s underground lot and killed the engine, he reminded her, “Madam,

her seat belt, slipped back into her white coat, and was fastening the buttons

to find an answer.

buttons and looked up, a complex smile on “Am I prettier, or

trusted aide, although only titled as the president’s assistant, held a

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with ease and assist Curtis in securing major IPO

on his forehead

you are certainly more beautiful than Ms. Wrigh

compliment wasn’t completely false. There were not many who could compete with Leanne’s beauty.

so?” Leanne’s tone bordered on self-torment. “Then why

more?”

Caleb was speechless.

“Actually, Mr. Richardson…”

already opened the car door and stepped out, heading straight for the elevator without looking back. Her slender figure, draped in

had come from Curtis’ phone earlier was unmistakable.