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 took the bag and left.

her walk away. She was always pristine in her hospital uniform, her hair tied back

the fair skin of her

and soon disappeared around the corner, not once looking

bag, Leanne returned to

a nearby famous restaurant. Inside were all

by the aroma, Amy leaned in eagerly. “Those crab cakes

ra

hesitation, Leanne handed her a spare fork. “Amy, no need to

triumphantly. “Anne, you truly are

picked up a crab cake, and as she chewed she hummed

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with generous fillings, and the crab bisque was

creamy.

someone handsome

meet Amy’s curious

and said he was a dreamboat, a dashing hunk…” She trailed off, feeling something was off.

“How on earth

asking for directions,”

public?” Amy’s voice rose