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

Chapter 199

“Huh?” The intern was flummoxed.

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She hadn’t even considered it because the rumor mill at the hospital had churned out tales of Leanne’s husband being a short, balding man with a beer gut, the proverbial toad with a lily pad.

And word was they were already divorced.

Fearing Curtis would linger and blurt out something else, Leanne took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice steady and calm as she enunciated each word.

“You can leave now. More patients are waiting, so please don’t waste everyone’s time.”

Wearing a look of concern, Curtis asked her, “So, Dr. Castillo, do you think there’s a cure for my condition?”

Leanne wanted to tell him his condition was fatal and he would drop dead.

Before she could speak, Curtis added, “If there was no cure, I might need to come for more check-ups.”

Leanne bit back her frustration and shouted, “There’s no disease in this world that’s 100% incurable.”

Curtis wasn’t entirely happy with the answer, but it wasn’t a death sentence either. One percent chance was still a chance.

Though she spoke out of sheer necessity, her words were out there, and she couldn’t go. back on them.

from his seat. There was a hint of reluctance as he stood up. That was the

going

just enough to shoot him

Scram.

left in

door shut, the confused intern approached Leanne for

you think that

they wrapped up the last appointment, it was past noon. Leanne massaged her shoulders as she stepped out of the clinic, only to spot a

and told the intern, who hadn’t noticed yet. “Go

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to take care of.”

without suspicion, “Okay,” and walked

Curtis saw Leanne, he got up leisurely. Leanne turned and headed in the opposite direction, through the corridor and the waiting room, until she reached the secluded emergency exit on the

at a relaxed pace, pushing open the door only to take a barrage of

beating that allowed her to vent her anger. His neatly pressed

shoes.

“Easy the

he said. “You’ll

interfering with my work? I’m on the

my messages, and won’t talk to me. If you keep this up, I’ll go insane,” Curtis said, wrapping an arm around her waist