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

Chapter 147

Leanne sighed, “I can never pin down when I’ll get off work, Mary. Don’t wait for me.”

“That’s non-negotiable,” Mary retorted with a twinkle in her eye, “I need to share a meal with you to enjoy my food.”

In the days that followed, like clockwork, Mary showed up every noon, waiting to have lunch with Leanne. She’d pop into the ophthalmology clinic under pretense and occasionally joined Sarah who’d drop by with some afternoon tea treats. But Leanne, ever the busy bee, couldn’t always break away for a chat.

Leanne was running late that particular evening. When she finally made it to Mary’s ward, she stumbled upon the Richardson brothers, Curtis and Phillip, amid a gentle argument.

Phillip was trying to reason with Mary. “The doctor said you’re stable and can go home.”

you ‘high’

“I’m not going anywhere,” Mary huffed, “Who says I’m stable? Just wait. I’ll show in a moment.”

“Playing hooky, aren’t you?” Curtis interrupted with a smirk, “You’re all better, and you won’t go home? Why squat here at the hospital?”

“I’m perfectly fine here. Why should I leave?” Mary grumbled, “Is it the hospital bill? Are you boys really that stingy?”

Phillip looked helplessly resigned.

Curtis clicked his tongue. “What’s the deal? Have you secretly bought shares in the hospital? Or is it that old gent from next door who keeps chatting you up?”

snatched a grape from the nearby fruit bowl and lobbed it at him. “Take that, you

it into his mouth. “Careful, or

hand wavered, threatening to launch

transformed into a sweet smile. “Want a grape, dear? They’re as

nodded at Phillip, “Hey,

tipped his head in

huffed, “He’s the only one you can see,

took a grape from the bowl Mary was holding, tasting it. “They’re sweet,”

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she advised, “You should head home now that you’re better. The hospital’s a breeding ground for germs and the flu’s spreading. Even some of the doctors

than the brothers’

Mary and Phillip headed towards the car.

darkness cloaking him. He watched Leanne. His gaze was unfocused yet tracking her every move.

drive you,” Curtis offered.

lazy glance. “Say no, and I’ll call Grandma to return and talk to

“You’re impossible.”

shrugged, content to play chauffeur

felt a flicker of fear, especially with the recent ordeal involving