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

Chapter 197

The clinic was always bustling, and Leanne had been seated most of the morning, barely finding a moment to quench her thirst.

After the last patient left, Leanne stood up, stretching her aching back and washing her hands, hoping for a brief respite.

She took a sip of water, finding it tasteless, and yearned for a cup of coffee to jolt her

senses awake.

The intern called out the next name in a young girl’s sweet voice, “Curtis!”

Leanne, who was mid-sip, nearly choked.

Before she could gather her thoughts, a man in a sleek suit with broad shoulders and long strides walked in as if he’d stepped out of a fashion magazine.

The intern was momentarily stunned, rechecking the name, “Curtis, right?”

In a light grey suit with a meticulously done blue diagonal-striped tie, Curtis’ pocket square peeked from his chest pocket, complementing his crisp white shirt, exuding the elegance. of a British gentleman.

A slight smile played at the corners of his mouth, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Do I not look the part?”

The young girl quickly denied any confusion, her cheeks reddening.

Leanne set her glass down, frowning slightly. “What are you doing here?”

crossing his legs and holding a cup of coffee. The once mundane chair seemed to transform under his

the doctor, of course” he

eyed him suspiciously as if he were a corporate spy sent

chuckled, leaning in to give the coffee to

with milk, Leanne’s

rotated it so the label faced her.

the hospital, she might have thrown the coffee in

had a good

a policy against accepting gifts from

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Castillo, didn’t you order this yourself?” Curtis feigned a stern tone., “I just ran into the delivery person and brought it

intern, who bought his story, regretted, “Dr. Castillo, I would have

It was too

away.

read it out loud.

a sense

Castillo,

had no choice but to own it. Otherwise, how could she explain a patient ordering her coffee

were in the restroom just

to maintain her professionalism, she addressed Curtis as any

bit off lately,” Curtis confessed, “Sometimes, I

her to consider it. Perhaps he genuinely had an issue and wasn’t just