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

It was a quiet night at the hospital, but Leanne barely caught a wink of sleep.

After handing her duties to a colleague, she didn't head home to rest but instead went to Richardson Manor.

She hadn't called ahead, so Jennifer and the others were out when she arrived. Sarah mentioned that Mary was in the garden, so Leanne went to find her.

The peony season was brief, but the gardener hired by the Richardson family had nurtured them splendidly, creating clusters of blooms that filled the air with their presence.

In the greenhouse, surrounded by lush greenery, Mary stood out in her brightly colored clothes despite her age. Leanne spotted her immediately.

Leaning on her cane, her frail frame slightly hunched, she seemed to be in a heated argument, her voice sharp with anger.

It was rare for Leanne to see her so furious. Shifting her gaze, she glimpsed a tall man in dark clothes standing opposite Mary.

As Leanne pushed the door open, she heard Mary shout, "Get out! Just get out of here!"

Rushing over, Leanne steadied the trembling Mary. "Mary, what got you so worked up?"

met the man's eyes. It was the same man she had

Mary's anger seemed to

work and wanted to check

like she couldn't even see the other guy and

so much, Anne," the man spoke, his voice warm and inviting, like a long-lost

face.

Hanley," he introduced

"Uncle Hanley?"

very young when we

“Anne, dear, I'm feeling

helped Mary back to the

with life, but as they returned to the main house and Leanne helped Mary to her room, she could feel the dampness

has Uncle Hanley been all these years? Why hasn't he come around?' "Let's not talk about him," Mary replied with aversion, holding her hand. "My dear, better to pretend he

was puzzled by Mary's secrecy, simply

closed the door behind

the house fourteen years ago, she had

strained his relationship with the family, the Richardson family had