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

Chapter 78

Violet was about to say something when Leanne cut in, “You and Uncle Carl need to find a place and move out, soon.”

Violet burst into tears, “Leanne, you know my situation. My back aches so bad I can’t even sit down. I don’t know how much longer I can work. With the little I earn each month, I have to cover the household expenses and send money to your cousin for college. Living costs are sky-high there. Three grand a month doesn’t cut it, and your Carl is no help at all,

I…”

Leanne remained impassive. “I’ve heard this tale again and again. I’ve shown patience and understanding, otherwise, I would’ve taken back this house three years ago.”

“Leanne, are you trying to drive us to our graves?”

“There are plenty of people in this city without a house who are still alive. If you hadn’t moved in here, would you not have survived?”

“Dare to show up, do you?” Carl stormed out, pointing at Leanne and cursing at the top of his lungs.

somewhere unknown! You can’t even be grateful, living it up in a mansion with your rich husband, driving fancy cars, not giving us a second thought and still coming back to hound us for money. Ain’t your husband rich enough?

took care of me for a few months before dumping me at the orphanage and seizing my family’s house,” Leanne replied coolly, “Indeed, I don’t have much to be grateful

house? We’ve been living here for years. It’s got nothing to do with

to intervene but was roughly shoved aside as Carl continued his tirade, his voice booming

you just because you’ve got backup! Get out of here! You’re like a bad omen. It’s your fault your parents are dead!”

cold with the last remark and she wasted

still squatting here by then,

do you really have to do this?”.

sight and stop killing my vibe!” Carl roughly pushed Violet aside, blocking the door and taunting Leanne, Who are you

Chapter 78

been missing for ages. There’s a police record of it. You’re just an orphan with the same name. Who can prove it for

Joseph and Rose had died early, and he’d been squatting in their house for nearly twenty years. Who could

knew Carl was shameless, but this

Violet, he looked like a refined gentleman. Many even called him a pretty boy and Grandma had disapproved of