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

She barely touched her food, wondering if the person in the garden was still there.

After leaving the Richardson Manor, Leanne got into the car, leaned back in her seat, and zoned out, not speaking a word.

Jake started the car and pulled out of the driveway, asking, "Mrs. Richardson, heading back to Leanne's Castle?"

Leanne hummed in response, and after a long pause, as if she had just snapped back to reality or had a change of heart, she turned her gaze from the window back to Jake and instructed, "Let's go to ElitePinnacle instead."

The June sun blazed as a modern woman in business attire strode past the car, her confident steps making her curls bounce. The skyscrapers towered above, their silver-gray glass façades reflecting a dazzling yet cold light.

Leanne took the elevator up, and the receptionist had already informed the CEO's secretary of her arrival.

As Leanne stepped out of the elevator, the secretary, dressed in a sharp suit, greeted her respectfully and led her into Curtis' office.

"Mr. Richardson is in a meeting, and you can wait a moment. I'll get you some coffee!"

and settled into the leather sofa in the waiting

by black, white, and gray. She hadn't paid much attention to it last time, too caught up in their argument. Her eyes roamed around, finally resting on a

Summit, still set as his phone's wallpaper

last, Leanne felt drowsy, and not even a

bottomless pit. She didn't want

go public the following month. However, troubles occurred in the

had reported on SolidAxis Engineering's plans for massive layoffs, with hundreds of employees protesting and

suddenly, and SolidAxis Engineering's inexperienced PR department was too slow to

the boardroom was gloomy as if they had

this. It seems

targeting anyone, it's SolidAxis

brokers have been eyeing us hungrily. If this project with SolidAxis Engineering falls through,

the head of the table, Curtis leaned back in his chair, his handsome features set

fiddled with a pen in his right hand,