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

Chapter 208

Curtis made her both frustrated and amused, “I don’t know what you are saying right now.” Leanne, trying to cut to the chase with sheer determination, said, “Meet me at the city hall tomorrow at 3 PM.”

Curtis, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his pockets, shot. back, “No.”

Leanne, exasperated, asked, “How long are you planning to drag this out?”

“I’m genuinely busy tomorrow,” Curtis replied, his tone surprisingly serious this time, “Day after works for me.”

But before Leanne could feel any relief, she frowned, “I’m on shift the day after.”

“Aw, that sucks,” Curtis said, adopting a helpless demeanor, “Day after is the only time I’m

free.”

Getting the divorce papers was now Leanne’s top priority. She bit her lip, thinking it over, “I might be able to get a colleague to cover for me for a bit in the afternoon, so maybe we

can…”

Before she could finish, Curtis, unfazed, interrupted, “Oh, didn’t catch that. I’m only free in the morning the day after.”

Leanne choked, “You knew I was on shift that day on purpose, didn’t you?”

Curtis’ deep voice carried a hint of amusement, making him even more infuriating, “Leanne, silly girl, anyone could pull the wool over your

your eyes!”

Leanne hung up the phone, fuming.

Perhaps fearing that she would corner him and drag him to city hall, Curtis disappeared for the next two days.

On Christmas Eve, the hospital’s usually bustling corridors quieted down in the afternoon, though many patients still couldn’t be discharged, spending the holiday amidst the smell of disinfectant with the on- duty medical staff.

After her shift, the colleagues not on duty gradually left.

Amy offered her food to Leanne, “I doubt we’ll get any delivery tonight. How ’bout I grab you some of my mom’s homemade tacos? They taste good. I bet you’ll love it!”

Leanne answered back, “No worries, go have a good time. The hospital always hooks us up with grub, and Donna’s got me sorted with a microwaveable lasagna.”

Mary had video called Leanne a few days earlier, insisting she come back to the

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Richardsons for the holiday.

As soon as Leanne tried to decline, Mary pouted, “Who said that? Even if you’re divorcing Curtis, you’re still my granddaughter, separate issues. It hasn’t been that long, and you’re already abandoning me?”

Leanne couldn’t help but laugh, knowing Mary was just worried she would be lonely spending the holiday alone.

If not for her duty, she really would have found it hard to refuse, a fact that left Mary

without retort.

“You hospitals are so heartless!”

Before 7 PM, Leanne received a call from the Richardsons’ family driver, who, following the matriarch’s orders, delivered the prepared Christmas Eve dinner to the hospital.

Holding two four-layered food containers, Leanne almost couldn’t manage.

Her on-duty colleagues were already gathered around, with various kinds of food on the table, alongside dishes from the hospital and those sent by other colleagues’ families, creating a diverse feast.

When Leanne brought in her food containers, her colleagues gasped in admiration.

Roast chicken with crispy skin, roast lamb, mashed potatoes, and beef stew… With dessert included, there were twelve dishes in total, instantly elevating the level of their

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“Hanging with Dr. Castillo means we’re in for a treat!”

“Come on, everyone.” A colleague lifted their juice, “Let’s toast to Dr. Castillo.”

Leanne raised her glass, smiling, “Enjoy, everyone.”

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