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.

much, but its charm and

Leanne genuinely happy, Belinda smiled. “I’m glad you

to show Leanne. “I hav too. Mine’s got a puppy on it.”

Once they were outside the hospital room, Leanne stopped, “Belinda, can we talk for a moment?”

being particularly sensitive about the subject of corneal donations, guessed where the conversation was heading and immediately showed

convince me to sign

I was six. We were kidnapped, locked in an abandoned factory storage room. It was dark, dirty, and at night, you could

in TV shows and was shocked. “Who

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they want money?”

was. They didn’t want money; they wanted my dad

had something to do with her dad’s job at VectorVista

told me many things. When the kidnappers came in, he and my mom attacked

to be a college professor, beautiful and graceful. My dad said it was love at first

anyone,

but she bit his hand. hard,

“My dad told me to run east, towards the rising sun. He said not to trust anyone

for them, but they told me not to look back. I didn’t dare to look back; I just