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

Chapter 146

Holding a tray with fresh fruit, Sarah seemed to catch wind of some juicy gossip and quickly shuffled to a more secluded spot.

With her face taut with frustration, Leanne spun on her heel to leave, but Curtis had a firm grip on her arm. She tried to wrench it free, but he stood calmly, watching her futile. attempts to shake him off like a chick tethered by the foot.

After several failed attempts to escape his grasp, the passersby in the hallway began to

take notice.

She glared up at him, exasperation clear in her voice. “Can you not make a scene here?”

“I’m only holding onto you. It’s you who’s making a fuss,” Curtis countered, leaving no room for negotiation. “Let’s eat first and then you can go wherever you want.”

“Mary’s asleep. Let’s not disturb her.”

“Then we’ll go to the hospital cafeteria.”

Leanne looked at him incredulously. “Are you afraid the whole hospital isn’t watching?”

A few seconds of silence passed as Curtis met her resistant gaze, and then he reluctantly shoved a bag into her hands and let go.

“Fine. Go eat by yourself.”

arguing. She

uniform, her hair tied back with a black elastic band. From

skin

with a determined stride and soon disappeared around

the bag, Leanne returned

of a nearby famous restaurant. Inside were

eagerly. “Those crab cakes smell amazing. Wonder how they taste.”

ra

her a spare fork. “Amy, no

giggled, holding her fork triumphantly. “Anne, you truly are the

cake, and as she chewed she hummed with satisfaction, “Delicious!”

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generous fillings, and

creamy.

continued to eat, Amy piped up, “Heard someone handsome was looking

to meet Amy’s curious gaze.

“The head nurse mentioned it. She saw it and said he was a dreamboat, a dashing hunk…” She trailed

from behind her computer, “How on

asking for directions,” Leanne

was holding hands with you in public?” Amy’s voice rose in disbelief, “Come on, spill it.