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

Chapter 317

Leanne’s fingers were as cold as ice, as if all warmth had fled from them. The walls she had built around her heart, like some shoddy construction job meant to fool the higher-ups, crumbled with a mere tap.

The secret buried deep was unearthed, laid bare under the mocking sun.

The pendant was like irrefutable evidence, proving the truth she didn’t want to admit to herself.

Leanne had resolved to stop loving Curtis and convinced herself it was over. It seemed

she had succeeded.

In addition to removing the pendant filled with love, she returned the wedding ring, moved out of the shared home and kept her distance. She struggled to live a life on her own.

But had she truly succeeded?

Why did the pendant still hang around her neck then, never leaving her body even once?

Leanne clenched her fingers, her words sharper than ever, “You seem to forever misunderstand your place. What right do you have to comment on whether I leave him or not? Do you think you could have him without me? What about those two and a half years you had him at Starlake before our marriage? You had plenty of chances, but why didn’t you succeed? You think you’re so superior, Ms. Wright, acting high and mighty. How do you think these sleazy acts of yours look?”

Suzan twitched her lips slightly, her attempt to rile Leanne backfiring as she felt the sting of truth. Her face cracked with emotion.

“What do you know?” she clenched the pendant, resentment leaking from her eyes, “Do you think I had a choice? Without marrying him, my life would be over.”

of men in the world besides Curtis,” Leanne retorted. “Is the meaning of

for you to be so righteous. You took

Hopeless Suzan.

he’s not

She reached out and snatched the pendant back,

me.”

The restroom was cramped, and her head struck

instincts kicking in to go

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stopped herself.

in, including medical staff and onlookers drawn

on the ground and Leanne standing

Claudine cried, rushing to her, “What happened? Did she

already tight space, making the scene even more chaotic.

expression one of pain. She struggled to sit up,

still, her expression returning from shock to calm,

was Suzan’s clumsy tactic aiming for? It seemed self-destructive