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

Chapter 266

Waking up with a headache that felt like a marching band was playing in her skull, Leanne dragged herself out of bed, took a shower, and got dressed for work.

While sitting in her clinic, she occasionally massaged her temples and swallowed a painkiller, which only slightly eased the discomfort.

By noon, after a morning of back-to-back patients, she stepped out of her office just in time to hear the receptionist, buzzing with excitement about some snow. Leanne paid it no mind.

Heading to the cafeteria to grab lunch, she bumped into Selina, who seemed to have just snapped out of a daze.

Both she and Joy had partied too hard the previous night. Joy was so exhausted she couldn’t stop yawning.

“Surviving a night out and then working the next day. What a curse!” she lamented.

“Why don’t you sneak in a nap?” Leanne suggested.

Ms. Turner didn’t quite grasp the survival tactics of the working dead. Joy, unabashed, retorted, “With my stunning looks, the boss keeps an eye on me all the time. No chance for naps.”

Then, turning to Leanne, she asked, “When did you leave last night?”

“I’m drawing a blank.”

Leanne genuinely had no recollection of how she got home. That bottle of whiskey wa small, but mighty.

the ones who brought me home?”

were both out cold and woke up at

that idiot didn’t even bother to cover us with a blanket. I almost caught a

with a hint of jealousy in her voice. “Special treatment, huh? I’m not getting him a

I passed out early,” Leanne guessed.

outlasting them all. By the end of the night, he probably didn’t even know his

brief chat, Leanne excused herself, only to be intercepted by Amy, bursting with excitement.

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pork she had picked up was overly rich, almost

gag. After

soup, Leanne replied nonchalantly, “You’re finally hallucinating from overwork. There’s been no snow. How could there be a snowman?”

snow!

insisted, grabbing her arm

into their light, vibrant outfits. Yellow forsythias were blooming along the walls, and the rose bushes were

such a season, the sight of a large snowman in the hospital courtyard was utterly

might be a fake, part of some atmospheric decor, but their hospital wasn’t known for such

winter had passed. What was the

was surprised to find it was made

said with all curiosity. “Who in the world put it here? Where did they find snow this time of year? It’ll melt before long.

have no