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

from her cocoon, her face a picture of distress. “How

about her recent divorce from Curtis and picked up the untouched chicken soup. “It’s

hastily rearranged a small table. “I’ll go wash some fruit for you

left the room, Leanne sat beside the

Mary, who reluctantly

work? Who ratted me out?” Mary guessed

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

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

be silly. It’s not your fault,” Leanne reassured

“It’s

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the bowl aside, she took Leanne’s hand in her wrinkled grasp and sighed

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

your

joy and facing