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

Chapter 217

Belinda had just finished helping Jada wash her face when she caught sight of Leanne. and immediately looked embarrassed.

“Jada told me you brought her cakes last night? Dr. Castillo, you shouldn’t have gone through the trouble.”

“It was no trouble,” Leanne said. “A friend got me a birthday cake, and we couldn’t finish it, so I thought I’d share.”

“Your birthday?” Upon hearing this, Belinda began rummaging through her belongings, eager to find something to give her.

Leanne tried to stop her, “Really, you don’t have to.”

“But I want to,” insisted Belinda. “Birthdays only come once a year, you know.”

Lately, a few relatives and friends had brought her things, but those were just some fruits, nothing special. She felt they weren’t good enough to give.

Finally, she presented a mini drawstring bag she had made herself.

“This is something I made to sell, and it’s the last one I have. It’s not worth much, but I hope you won’t mind.”

The bag was indeed tiny, smaller than a palm, with a cat embroidered on the front.

charm and cuteness won Leanne over so adorable.

Leanne genuinely happy, Belinda smiled. “I’m

pulled out a similar small bag from beneath her pillow to show Leanne. “I hav too. Mine’s got a puppy on it.”

outside the hospital

subject of corneal donations, guessed where the conversation was heading and immediately showed

Castillo, are you here to convince me to sign on

was six. We were kidnapped, locked in an abandoned factory storage room. It was dark, dirty, and at night, you could hear the rats scurrying around. One even crawled on me once.

had only seen kidnappings in TV shows and was shocked.

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want money?”

know who it was. They didn’t want money; they wanted my dad to do something for them, but he

was too young to understand, but it had something to do with her dad’s

things. When the kidnappers came in, he and my mom attacked them. They were

was love at first sight for him,

anyone,

but she bit his hand.

fist, suppressing the choke in her voice, and she continued, “My dad told me to run east, towards the rising

was scared. I wanted to go back for them, but they told me not to look back. I didn’t dare to look back;