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

Chapter 144

Leanne stepped into the hospital room as Mary had finished her lunch.

Sarah was clearing away the barely touched meal tray with concern. “You can’t keep skipping meals, ma’am. Your body needs strength.”

“I just can’t eat,” Mary sighed from her reclined position on the bed.

As Sarah turned to leave, she saw Leanne, and her face lit up with relief. “Look who’s here, ma’am!”

Leanne called out softly, “Mary.”

For a fleeting moment, joy sparkled in Mary’s eyes, and she sat up eagerly, but then, for some reason, her spirit seemed to deflate. She turned away, lying back down, and pulled the blanket over herself.

She was shutting the world out.

Sarah continued fussing. “Leanne, please, talk some sense into her. She’s hardly eaten a thing these days.”

Leanne approached the bed and teased the lump under the blankets, “What’s wrong? Don’t

see me, heh? I can leave, you know.”

it to

of distress. “How could I not want

divorce from Curtis and picked up

hastily rearranged a small table. “I’ll go

beside the bed, feeling the warm bowl in her hands.

Mary, who reluctantly took a sip despite her

Who ratted me out?”

than when she’d feigned illness before. “Didn’t you promise to tell me if something was wrong?”

bowed low. “If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t

It’s not your

sighed heavily. “It’s

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think about was you. After you went off to college, you never really came back home. I know you never saw the Richardson family as home. The thought of you out there on your own, so alone, it just ate at me.”

your

of hardship and joy and facing her mortality, there was just