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.

laden with complexity that Leanne couldn't decipher it. Perhaps it was her imagination, but she

herself engulfed once again by the hectic pace of

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

tumbled out of the bag, scattering across

rolled towards Leanne's feet. She quickly bent down to

inadvertently slid her gaze over his right hand,

not a

a small mole at the base of his

Leanne looked up.

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

walking. A few steps

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