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

Chapter 48

Leanne, as she had for over a decade, took the scolding without a word of defense or retort. Jennifer was heartbroken and didn’t carry on for long before she dismissively waved Leanne away.

When Leanne emerged, Curtis’ figure was nowhere to be seen. He must have left with. Suzan, not bothering to wait for her.

Leanne felt no disappointment, no sense of loss. It was almost an expected realization.

Unfortunately, this place was too remote, and Uncle Kyle who lived there had not been in the best of health, spending his days convalescing in his house halfway up the hill.

Getting a cab here was easy, but hailing one from the mountain was a different story.

Leanne walked along the winding mountain road for a while, watching with frustration as her increased fare on the ride-sharing app still attracted no drivers.

She was about to bite the bullet and increase the fare even more when Phillip’s carp up beside her.

“Need a lift, Anne?” he offered.

“No, it’s alright,” Leanne said quickly. “I’m waiting for Curtis.”

Phillip’s steady gaze held hers for a few seconds, making her embarrassed.

pulled

She had only wanted a plausible excuse to decline, but it was too easily seen through. Curtis was long gone, and Phillip, his older brother, must have known.

Phillip said, without pressing further.

Leanne climbed into

a moment of hesitation, she chose to sit in the backseat.

just made a spectacle of herself in front of everyone, she couldn’t

treating Phillip as a chauffeur, compared to that jerk Curtis, Phillip was a gentleman and would probably not take offense.

social media and scrolled through

ist landed.”

long hair and trench coat-billowing in the wind as she looked off into the distance, the

eyes, however, were drawn to the corner of the private jet in

G650, Curtis’ private jet,

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had

hospital. One of the patients had at complicated condition, and Ruben wanted her to come back and consult on the treatment

plan

spoke up, “You can drop me off

catching the gist of her phone

the car and leaned down to

need

thought to herself, not for

on weekends, the hospital didn’t close its doors. For public hospital doctors, working overtime was the norm and working extra hours was