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

Chapter 220

So, Leanne found herself silently cursing Curtis once again in her mind.

Phillip had just made his way over to her when something seemed to click. “Oh, right, it’s your birthday today. I’ve already got your gift, just been too swamped to give it to you.”

“It’s okay,” Leanne quickly replied.

With all the things he was busy with daily, any of those surely mattered more than her own birthday.

“Curtis used to remind me every year, but he didn’t this year, and I almost forgot.” Phillip mentioned casually, as if it was an afterthought. “He’s always been more attentive than me, never forgot to get you a cake every single year.”

Leanne paused.

Curtis had mentioned before that he was the one buying the birthday cakes when they were kids. At the time, she was too upset to believe him.

“Why didn’t he just give it to me himself?”

Phillip chuckled, “The day he wanted to, you were mad at him and wouldn’t open the door. He had no choice but to ask me to help give it to you.”

Mad? Why was she mad? Leanne tried to recall.

year with the Richardson family

there were quite a few guests coming over to exchange Christmas’ greetings. As an adopted daughter, she didn’t attract much attention,

to stand by, greet each guest, and then get awkwardly skipped over

in an awkward situation due to her introverted nature, she just wanted

of everyone, “Come here. Call me ‘big bro’,

naturally, all eyes turned to

are better left

sensitive Leanne, who felt out of place, that embarrassment weighed heavily on

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room. When Curtis knocked, she buried herself under the covers,

until she heard Phillip’s voice that she finally opened the

bold way of pointing out the adults’ hypocrisy and opportunism, and publicly

came over for Christmas’ greetings, three gifts would

the elders were already waiting

chance to greet them, she caught sight of Curtis standing on the

stairs.

was home today, dressed casually in a light grey-blue knit sweater and beige lounge pants, looking like he’d just woken up, with his hair slightly tousled over