Chapter 30
Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )
Chapter 30
Bullying her brought no repercussions, as she wouldnât report to a soul.
Even if she did, it would be pointless. The bad kid had been dumped at the orphanage as a baby, raised by the staff through every messy diaper and tantrum, and they had a soft spot for him.
Every kid there longed for adoption, seeing prospective parents as saviors come to rescue
them.
But saviors were few and far between.
Once, a couple came to adopt and picked the pretty and sweet Leanne from a photograph. They were gentle and kind, their touch warm when they held her hand.
Leanne thought she was about to be saved.
But after spending a day at the orphanage, they fancied another girl, bubbly, and sweet-talking, and took her home instead.
Shy kids rarely won over adults.
Leanne stayed in the orphanage until she was 12.
A journalist once interviewed her and published her parentsâ heroic sacrifice. People praised her fatherâs bravery and argued that the Richardson family owed him and should adopt his orphaned daughter. The Richardson family was pushed into the spotlight.
But for a family as powerful as the Richardson family, such small public opinion barely caused a ripple. In those days before the internetâs dominance, the Richardson family could bury any scandal effortlessly with its influence.
Leanne ended up with the Richardson family all because of Mary-Curtisâ grandmotherâs
insistence.
Maddox was a dutiful son, acquiescing to his motherâs wishes, while Jennifer had no desire to take Leanne in from the start. But bound by Maryâs insistence, she complied, albeit reluctantly.
Leanne wasnât talkative or didnât know how to charm the elders. Jennifer found her too squishy, only providing for her education and basic needs but little else.
Leanne didnât live in the servantsâ quarters, but the maid, Sarah, brought her up, bought her clothes, and cut her hair when it grew too long. Sarah was kind but lacked a sense of style, often leaving Leanne looking rather drab,
As a child, Curtis loved to tease her, âWho did your hair? Looks like a bowl!â
From then on, Devin and his crew mockingly called her âBowl Head.â Leanne had no fondness for them, either. In a way, the disdain was mutual.
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Though labeled the Richardson familyâs foster child, she was never truly part of their world, never treated like a true lady of the estate.
She and Curtis grew under the same roof but lived in separate worlds.
He was the golden boy, doted on and adored, with a legion of fans, free to live recklessly.
Leanne, in contrast, strained every sinew only to survive.
Spoiled brats like Selina, with their wealthy backgrounds and doting parents, could stir things up and have someone fix it for them, never understanding Leanneâs struggles.
âYouâre being petty,â Selina complained, âI already apologized.â
Leanne ignored her, walking away.
âHey! Iâm not done asking!â Selina called out stubbornly, âWhy did you marry Curtis anyway? He doesnât love you, and you donât seem to love him, either.â
Leanne didnât break stride as she said, âGossip wonât heal your wounds. Quiet might do.â
The entire day, ElitePinnacle was in a tense atmosphere.
From Executive Assistant Caleb to every employee, backs were stiff, fearing the slightest mistake that might trigger the bossâ sour mood since morning.
With Curtisâ tongue sharper than bitter aloes, a few words from him could send someone crying to the rooftop.
When the secretary Flora accidentally misprinted a figure, Curtis didnât explode but said with a poker face, âMissing a zero isnât the end of the world. We can move it from your next paycheck. How does that sound?â
Exiting Curtisâ office, Flora lamented to Caleb, âDonât you think the boss has been more unpredictable since he returned?â
Caleb shot her a cautionary glance. âSecretary Floraâ¦â
But she missed the cue, speculating with her limited understanding. âDo you think heâs unhappy in life?â
Before the words had settled, a chill crept up her spine. Turning around, Curtis stood at the office doorway, his expression icy as millennia-old glaciers.
âDo I have a sign on my back saying âPlease gossip about meâ? You all seem so eager to make up stories.â
Floraâs knees buckled. âI didnât⦠I wasnâtâ¦â
Curtisâ lips curled in a semblance of a smile that felt anything but warm.
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âFor a cold-hearted playboy like me, Iâm hardly a treasure. Why donât you fire me and pick a boss who satisfies you?â
Teary-eyed, Flora looked desperately to Caleb for rescue.
He stood motionless, giving her the look, saying, âI canât save you.â
She felt she was screwed and couldnât wait to finish herself.
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