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

Leanne felt like she was suffocating.

"So you knew all along?"

She looked over at Mary with a dazed expression, the woman who, besides her parents, loved her the most in the world.

"You knew it was him who kidnapped us and killed my parents. Why didn't you tell the police? Why did you hide it when they came investigating?" Leanne's speech was slow, her voice soft, "Just because he's a Richardson. Does that mean he can take three lives and not be accountable?"

Her accusations cut deep into Mary's heart, "My dear child, I'm so sorry."

"Don't call me that!" Leanne suddenly became agitated, "I was never lucky enough to truly be one of the Richardson family. My only fortune was that my parents fought tooth and nail to get me out, or I would have been dead by his hand too."

Tears welled up in Mary's eyes. She asked, "Don't you see me as your Grandma now?"

Leanne's tears fell freely, her fingers clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, just to keep her voice from trembling.

"I recognize you, but who recognizes my parents? For twenty years, their deaths have been a mystery, and you've shielded a murderer. How are you any different from him?"

The troubles Hanley caused at VectorVista, along with Charles' sudden death, added insult to injury.

into the spotlight. Revealing the truth would not only tarnish the Richardson family's reputation but also plummet the public trust in VectorVista Bank to

of a bank. Once that

turbulent times, the Richardson family

what did these calculations and considerations have to do with an innocent girl who lost

for

streaming down

had brought Leanne back to

praying for redemption, but it did nothing to

Mary filled with self-reproach and apologies. Desperate to escape, Leanne hurriedly opened the

stood up and

with the reality of heat and dryness, rushed in,

caution and obstruction.

vanished through the side door, her

cleaned her eyes with the back of her hand, having

step forward, to hold her and comfort

sorrowful cries

your