Chapter 94

Chapter 94

“Seriously, Leanne, do you always have to be so prickly?” Curtis said, his frustration.

evident.

“I’m not trying to prick you,” Leanne replied calmly but firmly. “I just don’t want people to know about us, especially now.”

Curtis let out a derisive chuckle. “What, am I some kind of outcast now? We’ve been married for three years, and you’ve kept it under wraps like it’s some state secret. Are you a CIA agent?”

“It was you who wanted to keep everything hush-hush, to ‘protect my identity, remember?” “That was to protect you.”

“Protect me?” Leanne laughed humorlessly, locking eyes with him. “And, what about those cozy little headlines you made with Suzan every other week? Was that ‘protecting me’ too?”

Curtis’ expression slowly sobered.

Leanne continued, “Now that the director knows I’m Mrs. Richardson, he treats me with kid gloves. But what happens if we divorce and I lose the clout of the Richardson family name? Do you think he’ll still care about me? Or will he start giving me a hard time, taking. out whatever frustrations he has with you on me?”

“The rumors of our divorce have spread through the department. Ruben and Sandra were caught off guard today, but it won’t be long before they realize this ‘powerful connection’ I supposedly have is only a house of cards, ready to collapse at the slightest breeze.”

“And it doesn’t even need a breeze. It’ll fall apart on its own in a few days. Have you ever considered what my situation will be like then?”

“Of course, you wouldn’t think about that. Probably, you can’t even understand. You were born into privilege, always the golden boy, shielded from the darker aspects of life.”

Leanne dreaded the thought of the gossip and stares she would have to face once word about the day’s events spread throughout the hospital.

“If we’re divorced, so what? You’d still be Curtis Richardson’s ex-wife. Can’t you throw your weight around? If anyone gives you trouble, come to me. You think I wouldn’t help you out?” Curtis’ chest burned with anger.

“What kind of backward place is this hospital, anyway? Instead of focusing on healing and saving lives, they’re all about kissing up and kicking down. Why didn’t you tell me you were dealing with this nonsense?”

But what was the point of telling him? The frustration she felt from him was far more than

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anything she faced at the hospital.

Leanne suddenly asked, “Do you even remember the last time you came to see me at work?”

Curtis’ anger was instantly doused, like a fire quenched by water.

“It was Christmas Eve,” she said. “You came to celebrate my birthday. Remember?”

That was nearly three years ago.

“Back then, I was just an intern, and you used to pick me up and drop me off daily. My classmates saw you.”

They had all envied Leanne for marrying such a handsome and caring man before she even finished graduate school.

After graduation, Leanne got a coveted position at this prestigious hospital, and her classmate went elsewhere. Since then, Curtis had never once dropped her off or picked her up, and none of her colleagues had seen him.

“If you had visited even once in these past two years, my colleagues might recognize you,” Leanne pointed out.

Curtis was silent for a long time, his expression unreadable.

It w

him, always so quick with a comeback, to be at a loss for words.

ever needed to ride on your coattails before and don’t need it now,” Leanne

I’ve told everyone that I’m a widow and that my husband is dead. It’d be

u stayed that way instead of popping up like some zombie to complicate my

s, who had been brooding silently, was suddenly stunned by her words.

ead?” His face darkened with anger, and he gritted his teeth. “Leanne, that’s what you’ve been cursing me behind my back?”