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.

get in,” Phillip said, without pressing

Leanne climbed

a moment of hesitation, she chose to sit

spectacle of herself in front of everyone, she couldn’t bring herself to

a chauffeur, compared to that jerk Curtis, Phillip

social media and scrolled through until she saw Suzan’s morning

ist landed.”

tarmac, her long hair and trench coat-billowing in the wind as she looked off into the distance, the picture oozing artistic

however, were drawn to the corner of the private jet in the background.

a Gulfstream G650, Curtis’ private jet, which he

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had apparently

One of the patients had at complicated condition, and Ruben wanted her to

plan

spoke up, “You can drop

the hospital?” Phillip guessed, catching the gist of her phone conversation. “It’s not far. I’ll

of the car and leaned

“No need for thanks.

to herself, not for much longer.

For public hospital doctors, working overtime was