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

Chapter 310

Suzan’s reaction was smooth without a hint of suspicion. “Where did this water on the floor come from?”

Approaching the scene, Jeremy quickly explained, “It was just a moment of panic. Don’t get the wrong idea.”

“Of course not. Thanks for grabbing her when you did, I appreciate it,” Curtis replied with a charming grace, the gloominess from moments before seeming like an illusion. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

He pulled Leanne closer, examining her with a look of concern. “Did you get burned?”

Before Leanne had a chance to reply, he stooped down, lifting up the bottom of her wet

pants.

Her ankle was reddened, a stark contrast to her pale skin.

Leanne was relieved that not too much water had spilled on her, but suddenly she found herself being lifted off the ground.

Curtis, seeing the glaring red, felt a pain as if it were his burn.

He exhaled a heavy breath, his arms sliding under her knees. Without a second thought, he hoisted her up and headed briskly towards the elevator.

Curious eyes followed them. The clinic’s nurses and many patients recognized Leanne as a lead doctor who was now mortified.

“People are watching. Put me down. I can walk she whispered.

Curtis furrowed his brows. “Where’s the burn department?”

“It’s not that serious. I’ll just apply some ointment when I get home.”

“Just tell me where it is. I can put you down sooner. If not, I’m going to have to carry you around until we find it.”

His expression was dark as if the whole world owed him money. Knowing she couldn’t argue, Leanne buried her face against his suit, praying not to be seen by acquaintances.

Muttering under her breath, she said, “Please don’t embarrass me in front of colleagues from other departments. I can handle this minor injury myself.”

Curtis glanced down, seeing her utterly mortified. His icy demeanor softened slightly.

“Then teach me what to do.”

He carried her back to her office where the spectacle of a woman in a hospital uniform being carried by a dashing man drew many eyes.

Hiding her face in his chest, Leanne felt utterly embarrassed.

00:05

By closing time, the office was quiet, with Sandra bitterly updating medical records and Amy munching on energy bars.

As Curtis carried Leanne in, both women froze

The office fell silent, their gazes locked on the unexpected pair.

Unfazed, Curtis gently placed Leanne on a chair and knelt down, carefully rolling up her trouser leg.

Leanne instructed him to rinse the burn with cold water, eyeing what looked like the start. of blisters. She looked up at Amy, “Could you grab me a sterile syringe and some burn ointment, please?”

Amy, her mouth full of energy bar, nearly choked, coughing violently before gasping, “Right away!” Then, she dashed off.

Sandra, curious and perhaps a bit envious, moved closer. “Did you burn your leg?”

Seizing the moment, she fluttered her eyelashes and said flirtatiously, “Mr. Curtis, let me help her.”

Curtis, recognizing her from a less pleasant encounter, gave her a dismissive glance. “Who are you?”

Sandra, a bit deflated that he didn’t remember her, quickly flipped her hair, adopting a coquettish tone. “I’m Leanne’s colleague! We’re really close.”

Leanne internally rolled her eyes at Sandra’s theatrics, wondering why someone like her

chose medicine.

She couldn’t be bothered to correct her.

Curtis, with his sharp memory, suddenly recalled.

Sandra once competed with Leanne for a promotion, not particularly skilled or bright.

“Oh, it’s you,” he said sardonically. “Haven’t been fired yet, huh?”

Sandra was left speechless.

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