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

Chapter 92

Startled, Leanne glanced back, her eyes tracing Curtis, who stood imposingly behind her.

With one hand firmly gripping the wheelchair handle, Curtis halted its momentum and wrapped an arm around her waist, rescuing her from the tangle at the back of the

wheelchair.

Curtis looked down at her with a casual drawl, “Having a bit of fun, are we? Racing wheelchairs in the hospital like it’s Fast & Furious?”

“I wasn’t having fun,” Leanne retorted, quickly brushing off his hand and putting some distance between them.

She was on the verge of asking Curtis his reason for being there when the sight of the person beside him brought her up short. Quick surprise flickered across her face before she managed a courteous, “Hello, director.”

Selina, who had a history of stirring trouble and surviving battles, knew the importance of speaking up first. Before Ruben could utter a word, she preemptively accused, “So, you’re the hospital director? I’ve heard Dr. Sandra is your niece, with quite a powerful connection. It seems you’ve manipulated things behind the scenes, snatching Dr. Castillo’s promotion and giving it to her. I’m just too honest, you know. I couldn’t stand injustice, so I spoke up, and the next thing I knew, they both attacked me and even snatched my phone. Here I am, a defenseless patient with a broken leg, who got confined to a wheelchair, and they nearly beat me to a pulp! Oh my, is this hospital run by the mob?”

Ruben was speechless.

Sandra was also at a loss for words.

The director’s face soured as he glared at Ruben, his voice stern. “Is this your idea of patient relations? Kicking up such a fuss and even daring to lay your hands on a patient? Do you no longer wish to remain the chief physician?”

had never felt so wronged and protested, “Director, I swear I didn’t beat anyone. Check the security footage if you don’t believe

look. “Want to embarrass yourself more,

but to relent, “I apologize, Ms. Turner. I

her hand.

at Leanne, who stood with a passive face, not crying or making a fuss nor seeking someone to stand

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consequence for her.

you

long legs accentuating his aristocratic charm mingled with

attention.

he said carelessly, “It seems my wife’s background isn’t quite strong

and Ruben were

a look, urging

her silent plea, Curtis ignored her signals and continued to fan the flames. “I wondered why you’ve been so moody coming home.

Leanne was speechless.

hadn’t taken

of thin

Leanne and Curtis, sparking