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.

that Leanne couldn't decipher it. Perhaps it was her imagination, but

herself engulfed once again by the hectic

office for the emergency room. Walking through the corridors bustling with patients and their

scattering across

quickly bent down to pick them up and handed them

take them, and Leanne inadvertently slid her gaze over

clean, with not a single rough callus, indicating a life of comfort and privilege

mole at the

Leanne looked up.

man's hand, smooth and unblemished, without a single hard callus. It hinted at a cushy, privileged life, much like what Curtis had. "Thank you," he said

walking. A

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