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

cocoon, her face a picture of distress. “How could I not want to

from Curtis and picked up

go

Sarah left the room, Leanne sat beside the bed, feeling the warm bowl in her hands.

to Mary, who reluctantly took a sip

be at work? Who ratted me out?” Mary guessed immediately. “Was it that little

again,” Leanne said, noting Mary’s pallor, worse than when she’d feigned illness before. “Didn’t you promise to tell me if

repeated, her head bowed low. “If it weren’t for

your fault,” Leanne reassured her.

sighed heavily. “It’s all on me.”

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soon, Mary couldn’t manage another bite. Setting the bowl aside, she took Leanne’s hand in

was at death’s door, all I could think about was you. After you went off to college, you never really came back home. I know you never saw the

your

and facing