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

After three years of working together, Leanne's colleagues had gotten to know her well. Any minor tensions that had lingered were dissolved over a casual dinner.

The following afternoon, while processing a patient's admission, Leanne received a frantic call from Jennifer, saying Mary had fainted.

Her nerves tensed immediately. Leanne asked Amy to cover for her, quickly shed her lab coat, and rushed to the Richardson family. Jennifer had called a private doctor to the house, who was now discussing the situation in the living room.

As soon as Leanne burst through the door, she immediately asked, "How's Mary?"

The doctor, a man in his fifties, replied, "She fainted due to a spike in blood pressure caused by stress and she's awake now."

Knowing Leanne was anxious, Jennifer said, "Go see her."

Pushing the door open, Leanne saw usually vibrant Mary looking suddenly aged and frail on the bed, her eyes closed. Thinness to her face brought a sting to Leanne.

Leanne approached softly. As Mary opened her eyes weakly but tried to perk up, she said, "My dear girl is back."

Leanne helped her sit up a bit and adjusted the pillows behind her, "The doctor said you fainted because you were upset. What happened?"

"Man, in my dream Charles got himself a young, hot girlfriend and I was seething! I even fought with him in my dream. Ever I woke up, I was still furious and then I passed out."

Who fainted from a dream?

With a mix of frustration and sympathy, Leanne reassured her, "Charles wouldn't do that. He's been devoted to you all his life.”

Mary snorted and then comforted Leanne in return, "I'm alright. You better get back to work."

Footsteps and a deep voice speaking to the doctor could be heard outside. Soon, the door opened. Curtis came in, dressed in a charcoal suit, having left a meeting with clients to rush here.

He came in with water and the medicine prescribed by the doctor, but Mary grimaced, "Don't want it. It makes me nauseous."

Leanne gently coaxed her until she reluctantly took the medicine.

"Guess you learned how to be charming from Leanne," Curtis joked, setting the cup aside. "You don't seem as lively today."

"As long as you two are fine," Mary said, placing Leanne's hand in Curtis' and patting them, "If I'm gone someday, you must take good care of Anne. No messing with her, got it?"

Tears welled up in Leanne's eyes.

"That settles it?" Curtis, ever the tease, suggested mischievously, "Should we argue more to keep you entertained?"

Mary waved his hand away. "Annoying boy."

Curtis chuckled, gently stroking her gray hair, "Don't you want your great-granddaughter?"

This caught Mary off-guard, her eyes widening as she looked towards Leanne's stomach, her voice suddenly stronger, "Seriously?"

Leanne was confused for a moment. They had only been trying to conceive for a couple of days. How could be that fast? Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

"We..."

Before she could continue, Curtis playfully covered her lips with his hand, his entrepreneurial flair shining through, "We're planning on it and in the design phase. Just be patient, and I'll deliver the results within nine to twenty-four months."

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