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.”

shift that day on

more infuriating,

your eyes!”

up the phone,

she would corner him and drag him to city hall,

afternoon, though many patients still couldn’t be discharged, spending the holiday amidst the smell of disinfectant with

colleagues not

How ’bout I grab you some of my mom’s homemade tacos? They taste good. I

hooks us up with grub, and Donna’s got me sorted

days earlier, insisting she come back

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the holiday.

you’re divorcing Curtis, you’re still my granddaughter, separate issues. It hasn’t been that long, and you’re already

just worried she

duty, she really would have found it hard to

without retort.

are so

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