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

Chapter 382

"What kind of product design..." Leanne's ears suddenly felt hot.

"Shameless!" Mary delivered a hefty slap to his arm, her eyes sharp. "Waiting for nine months, there is no progress in their conception, you little swindler!"

Whether it was Curtis' audacity or the mention of her great-granddaughter, whose progress was at zero percent, that triggered her, Mary seemed to perk up a bit.

"Drive Anne back to work. Call Maddox in. I need to speak with him."

Maddox and Phillip had both rushed back, and Mary summoned Maddox inside.

As Leanne closed the door behind her, she saw Mary sigh deeply and silently.

Perhaps it was her imagination, but she felt that the once sprightly Mary seemed to

engulfed once again

office for the emergency room. Walking through the corridors bustling with

oranges tumbled out of the bag, scattering across the

down to pick them up

and Leanne inadvertently slid her gaze over his right hand,

clean, with not a

small mole at the

Leanne looked up.

hard callus. It hinted at a cushy, privileged life, much like what

walking. A

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