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

Chapter 125

Leanne dumped the entire bouquet into the trash can on She tossed out the ones Donna had been keeping at the There was no note, no florist’s card attached to the flow nurse who had handed them over to Amy.

aut questioned the

The nurse couldn’t remember what the person looked like, just that they seemed pretty average. She had assumed it was a delivery from a florist and hadn’t paid much attention, When Donna realized a creep had sent the flowers, she furiously sprayed disinfectant around the office, “What if he’s put something weird on the flowers?

Dr. Chase couldn’t help but chime in with a taunt, “Maybe he smeared his own love juice on them for you to cuddle up with and sniff.”

Donna retorted, spraying disinfectant in his direction, “With that dirty mouth of yours, you could do with a good clean.”

Dr. Chase quickly shielded himself with a folder and made a clumsy retreat from the office.

All in all, Leanne was clueless about the identity of this mysterious stalker

“Maybe we should call the cops, Amy suggested, her voice laced with worry.

“Are you out of your mind? Think about it. The department head and the chief would never let you. They’d rather downplay the whole thing, keep it hush-hush to avoid scandal.”

Amy was young and idealistic, but Donna, the seasoned cynic, knew the harsh realities of their environment all too well.

“Believe me, if you call the cops today, by tomorrow the whole hospital will be buzzing with rumors about Leanne being harassed by a pervert. She’s already under the microscope, gossiping about her connections, and whispers about her divorce. Throw this into the mix, and with her looks, imagine the vile talk. They won’t sympathize or defend

you. They’d just label you a tramp, and they would think it must be her own loose behavior. Why else would she attract such attention?”

alone in these

a few bouquets. There’s been no other action, no direct threat to her safety. Even if the

we’re just supposed

hasn’t even shown his face, and he’s probably just a coward, only daring enough to send a

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open.

“Leanne, de could give you a ride to and from work? If not, you

bit,”

Donna had her hands full with

ends who

stay for

year old,

had come over to help. Their three bedroartment was

enough.

for the offer, Donna, but I don’t want to impose: It just have a friend come over and stay with me for a

too. Just make sure you’re not alone when you leave work, Donnal counseled, “We still

she found out, “Damn that sicko. Why isn’t trash like that picked up

off.”

work yet. Wait for me at the hospital, and I’ll come to pick

texting Joy back as she

a figure stepped in front of her. She moved aside, but so did the