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?”

a far cry from her earlier bravado. “I didn’t hear

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

a subdued, “Yeah… got

a once-over and

as a loaf of bread and a bit sore, making

some medications and was on her way back when she

and given the

“Mrs. Richardson.”

had moved out. Hearing

the hospital at the same hour as Curtis, Jennifer was likely there to visit someone.

Chapter 95

someone?”

I just came to

Suzan was at the

sounded from the room, “Jennifer, please don’t bother. It’s not right for you to look after me. I’d feel guilty. If my mom found out, she’d have a fit. Pass me the jug. I can get

a seemingly scolding tone, “Will you