Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 503

She was facing away from the door, but at the sound of footsteps, she sprang up to kneel, quickly sliding the cushion under her knees back beneath the table and picking up a pen to pretend she was diligently copying something.

The table was a mess, covered in papers, which were punishment assignments from Hamilton.

After scribbling a few words, she glanced back and saw it was Phillip. "Oh, it's you."

Dropping the pen, she pulled the cushion out again and sat cross-legged, lazily grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl and peeling it.

"What brings you here?" Tina asked.

"Just passing through on a business trip. I thought I should drop by for Christmas," Phillip answered briefly.

"Got any gifts for me?" Tina asked.

Having handed all his gifts to the kids, Phillip said, "Next time."

Tina didn't press on when his 'next time' would be. She wasn't really after the gift.

She bit into the apple, wincing at the sourness.

"Are you cold?" Phillip noticed her red fingers.

"Freezing," Tina complained. The chapel had no heating, and the floor tiles were ice-cold. Her knees would have been wrecked if her aunt hadn't sneaked her a cushion.

And in this cold, she still had to copy texts, each sheet secretly embedding "Hamilton is a complete ass" between the lines.

Phillip took off his leather gloves and left them on the table.

Tina paused mid-bite. He was already leaving.

Exiting through the family chapel's front door and circling the cobblestone path, Phillip saw Tina watching him from the window.