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.

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

the hospital, Leanne found herself engulfed once again by the hectic

consultation, she hurriedly left her office for the emergency room. Walking through the corridors bustling with patients and their

the oranges tumbled out of the bag, scattering across the floor,

quickly bent down to

person reached out to take them, and Leanne inadvertently slid her gaze over

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

mole at the base of his

Leanne looked up.

callus. It hinted at a cushy, privileged life, much like what Curtis had. "Thank you," he said in a

A few steps later, she

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