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?"

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

anger seemed to dissipate, her grip on Leanne tightening. "Anne, what

wanted

But today? Not even a glimmer of joy. It's like she couldn't even see the other guy

Anne," the man spoke, his voice warm and inviting, like a

face. "I don't think I've

Hanley," he introduced

"Uncle Hanley?"

"You were very young when we last met. You might not

dear, I'm feeling a bit dizzy. Let's

Leanne helped Mary back to the house,

main house and Leanne helped Mary to her room, she

exhausted. As Leanne tucked her in, she casually asked, "Where 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,

by Mary's secrecy, simply responding,

the door behind her and walked into the living

fourteen years ago, she had never heard of Curtis having

Curtis' rebellious years, which strained his relationship with the family, the Richardson family had always