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

Chapter 208

Curtis made her both frustrated and amused, “I don’t know what you are saying right now.” Leanne, trying to cut to the chase with sheer determination, said, “Meet me at the city hall tomorrow at 3 PM.”

Curtis, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his pockets, shot. back, “No.”

Leanne, exasperated, asked, “How long are you planning to drag this out?”

“I’m genuinely busy tomorrow,” Curtis replied, his tone surprisingly serious this time, “Day after works for me.”

But before Leanne could feel any relief, she frowned, “I’m on shift the day after.”

“Aw, that sucks,” Curtis said, adopting a helpless demeanor, “Day after is the only time I’m

free.”

Getting the divorce papers was now Leanne’s top priority. She bit her lip, thinking it over, “I might be able to get a colleague to cover for me for a bit in the afternoon, so maybe we

can…”

Before she could finish, Curtis, unfazed, interrupted, “Oh, didn’t catch that. I’m only free in the morning the day after.”

knew I was on shift that day on purpose, didn’t

deep voice carried a hint of amusement, making him even more infuriating, “Leanne, silly girl, anyone could

your eyes!”

the

drag him to city hall, Curtis disappeared for the next two days.

usually bustling corridors quieted down in the afternoon, though many patients still couldn’t be discharged, spending the holiday amidst the smell of disinfectant with the on-duty medical staff.

colleagues not

“I doubt we’ll get any delivery tonight. How ’bout I grab you some of my mom’s homemade tacos? They

The hospital always hooks us up with grub, and Donna’s got me

video called Leanne a few days earlier, insisting she come back to

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the holiday.

said that? Even if you’re divorcing Curtis, you’re still my granddaughter, separate issues. It hasn’t been that long,

knowing Mary was just worried she would be lonely

for her duty, she really would have found it hard to refuse,

without retort.

hospitals are so

the Richardsons’ family driver, who, following the matriarch’s orders, delivered