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

Laura ushered Jake into the room, where he said, "My lady, Mr. Curtis sent me to take you back to the Richardson family."

Leanne was puzzled. Why hadn't Curtis called her himself?

She set aside her gardening shears and took off her gloves. "I'll just wash my hands and be right there."

It had been a while since she last visited home after encountering Hanley there.

The mysteries surrounding the Richardson family, especially the secrets Mary kept, made it hard for Leanne to look at them the same way.

Returning to the Richardson family brought those unresolved questions back into focus.

Distracted, Jake parked at a rarely used side entrance. Only when Leanne stepped out did she realize where they were.

ask why, a servant from the Richardson family

leading to the living room. As she navigated the twists and turns, passing a closed parlor, she overheard voices inside and

the door of

couch with her cane. Her spirits only lifted when talking about Leanne. "How was Anne's honeymoon

"Great."

a suit that seemed to accentuate his aloof demeanor,

Anne quit her job. It's a good time for her

people boss her at work without complaining at home. If it weren't for that news report, I wouldn't have

perfect for academia. Once she's finished, we can open a clinic for her, so she won't have to work so hard and no one will dare mistreat

worry about," she retorted. "If you dare upset

a moment of silence, he

slid a printed photo across the coffee table to her, a picture of

set up a memorial for Joseph and Rose at the chapel, dedicating