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

Chapter 47

Vibeh she arrived as the venue, the eulogy was already being read aloud by the host.

na ne entends, es, all dressed in somber black, filled the room with a sea of mourning attire. Meblondered their crisp black suits, while women wore their elegant black dresses, recreation on overwhelming presence of solemnity.

The hemoroisptive was thick with grief, hanging over the congregation like a heavy shroud.

Jelene alght sight of Leanne, her furrowed brow and disapproving gaze conveying a

entreprimandnd.

Pepple meound he began to follow Jennifer’s stare, turning their heads towards Leanne.

Leance, 10 hotwanging to cause a scene and disrupt the respectful silence for the departed, pened atalhadorguretat fan from Jennifer and scurried over, crouching slightly as she quickit toobelsea at

Volsooperand shsseledled in than she noticed the man beside her stiffen..

leifers placerte baneres evenmore intense, as if her eyes were about to bulge out from

her face.de

The scrutinizing coks fromontesers in the room multiplied.

Leanna felt bewederecundacerechein rezes, sensing the awkwardness in the air and nstinctively alapboat at the hambabeside het And then she froze.

hetwossuutis is, but

ce in susture and features, making

casual and relish chattar which was an argibly the more handsome

fura of responsibility and nobility.

flair that

as though she

such aloparavevant

to wondertennifer was glaring at

discomfort, Phillip spoke in a deep voiced

here.

embarrassed expressionptim sorry, Phillip thought you

Chapter 47

wristwatches, gifted by a family elder and custom-made to be one of a kind, distinguished only by the

business and had only

under the intense scrutiny of Jennifer’s scaring stare, Leanne had

a mistake was almost an embarrassment to any

did you get back?” she asked.

six,” Phillip

he must have

service.

in the back, Phillip added.

for the direct