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

"What kind of product design..." Leanne's ears suddenly felt hot.
"Shameless!" Mary delivered a hefty slap to his arm, her eyes sharp. "Waiting for nine months, there is no progress in their conception, you little swindler!"
Whether it was Curtis' audacity or the mention of her great-granddaughter, whose progress was at zero percent, that triggered her, Mary seemed to perk up a bit. "Drive Anne back to work. Call Maddox in. I need to speak with him."
Maddox and Phillip had both rushed back, and Mary summoned Maddox inside.
As Leanne closed the door behind her, she saw Mary sigh deeply and silently.
The sigh was so laden with complexity that Leanne couldn't decipher it. Perhaps it was her imagination, but she felt that the once sprightly Mary seemed to have grown profoundly pensive.
Back at the hospital, Leanne found herself engulfed once again by the hectic pace of work.
After receiving a call for a consultation, she hurriedly left her office for the emergency room. Walking through the corridors bustling with patients and their families, someone passed by carrying a bag of oranges, likely a visitor for one of the patients.
Suddenly, the oranges tumbled out of the bag, scattering across the floor, nearly causing a passerby to trip.
Several rolled towards Leanne's feet. She quickly bent down to pick them up and handed them back to their owner.
The person reached out to take them, and Leanne inadvertently slid her gaze over his right hand, pausing there.
It was the hand of an adult male, smooth and clean, with not a single rough callus, indicating a life of comfort and privilege much like Curtis.
There was a small mole at the base of his thumb.
Leanne looked up.
It was an adult man's hand, smooth and unblemished, without a single hard callus. It hinted at a cushy, privileged life, much like what Curtis had. "Thank you," he said in a deep and resonant voice.
Leanne nodded and continued walking. A few steps later, she looked back.
The man was already moving forward with the bag of oranges.
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For the rest of the day, she was somewhat distracted. During the consultation meeting. She fearly
e
zoned out and was only snapped
back to reality when the nurse detailing the patient's condition raised her voice. The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest chapter there!
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That evening, Joy invited her to a
new movie, a commercial mystery
om
comedy that had the dinema erupting
O
in laughter. Joy munched on
popcorn, chuckling heartily, but
Leanne couldn't focus. The content is
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Certain scenes, designed to shock with their sound effects and mystery, made her nerves on edge.
Stepping out of the air-conditioned cinema, she realized she was sweating coldly.
"What's wrong?" Joy noticed her discomfort. "Didn't you like the movie?"
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"I feel a bit off," Leanne couldn't
pinpoint the reason. She hadn't m
absorbed much of the plot, but the
En tension had left her deeply fatigued. "I
think I'll go home and rest." The
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