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.

couldn't decipher it. Perhaps it was her imagination, but she felt that the once sprightly

Leanne found herself engulfed once again by the

the corridors bustling with patients and their families, someone passed by carrying a bag of oranges, likely a visitor for one of

out of the bag, scattering across the floor, nearly causing a passerby to

Leanne's feet. She quickly bent down to pick them up and handed them back

inadvertently slid her

adult male, smooth and clean, with not a single rough callus, indicating a

at

Leanne looked up.

hand, smooth and unblemished, without a single hard callus. It hinted at a cushy, privileged life, much

walking. A few steps

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