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

Chapter 95

“Yeah, but no worries. You’re tough as nails,” Leanne declared with a bold defiance, “Besides, all the bad luck you’ve wished on me hasn’t done squat.”

She hadn’t finished her shift yet. Dropping that bomb, she was about to bolt when Curtis shouted, “Get back here!”

He grabbed Leanne’s arm, his gaze falling to her leg. “Where did you bang yourself up? You should get that checked out.”

Leanne yanked her arm free. “Don’t sweat it. I can handle myself.”

As Curtis watched her retreating back, her cold nonchalance stirred up a storm of annoyance within him, which oddly transformed into a soft chuckle.

“What a heartless woman!”

He looked away, only then noticing Selina, her wheelchair parked silently by the wall, trying to be as inconspicuous as a mouse, her eyes the only thing rolling about animatedly.

Curtis raised an eyebrow, “You still here?”

had shrunk into herself, a far cry from her earlier bravado. “I

with Leanne, Curtis couldn’t muster his usual disdain, “Next time, deal with your

a subdued, “Yeah… got it.”

an impressive array of bruises, quite the frightening sight, but she gave it a once-over and figured it was nothing serious. After wrapping up her tasks, she limped to

was just a knee as puffed up as a loaf of bread and a bit sore,

on her way back when she nearly bumped into someone coming out of a private

the circumstances,

“Mrs. Richardson.”

knew Leanne had moved out. Hearing the formal address, she nodded

jug for patients and showing up at the hospital at the same hour as Curtis, Jennifer was likely there to visit someone.

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someone?”

“Suzan’s hurt her leg. I just

Suzan

after me. I’d feel guilty. If my mom found out, she’d have a fit. Pass

with a seemingly scolding tone, “Will you lie