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

Chapter 274

Leanne had been napping in a haze all afternoon and jolted awake by a series of knocks

at her door.

She lingered behind the door, her voice sounding weak, “Who is it?”

“It’s me, Leanne,” came Mrs. Waldron’s voice from outside. “We baked some cookies, too many for us to finish, thought you might like some.”

And her son chimed in, “My mom’s cookies are the best!”

Leanne cracked the door slightly, her face masked, keeping her distance.

“Thanks so much. I’ve caught the flu, afraid of passing it on. Just leave them at the door; I’ll grab them in a bit.”

Mrs. Waldron showed concern, “Oh dear, do you have any medicine at home? I have some if you need…”

“I’ll be fine,” Leanne said, “This bug’s pretty rough though. Make sure you don’t catch it.”

Once they were gone, she picked up the still warm box of cookies.

Having barely eaten all day due to her fever and sore throat, she managed only a single cookie before deciding to save the rest for later.

Her phone was buzzing with messages from friends Joy, Selina, and colleagues, all asking how she was holding up.

after work. Checking the time,

from the hospital and just need

texted back, “What are best friends for if

flu?”

headache making even laughter painful, Leanne wrote back, “I’d then have to look after you, which is no fun when sick.”

But call if you

a bit better but her body ached all over, her cells waging

miserable, clutching

comfort.

you in the lobby…” the secretary

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his

his ear, Curtis seemed to be in a rush to get somewhere

moment, he gestured a polite

secretary, phone still in hand, relayed to the reception, “Mr. Richardson is unavailable.” As Curtis descended the stairs, he

the lobby, he heard someone call out,

her an air of dignity, a thermos

her hand.

were busy.

phone in hand, was brief, “Something