Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 521

Jennifer said, “I came here specifically to pick you up.”

It was bizarre considering that when they called off the engagement, it felt like they couldn't stand the sight of each other. Tina never expected they'd still be in touch, much less that she'd end up staying at Phillip's place.

Jennifer had always been fond of Tina as a daughter-in-law, but now that the engagement was off, and she was seeing someone new, staying here was obviously inappropriate.

“Huh?” Tina thought, dumbfounded.

"There's no need to trouble yourself, Jennifer, it's just a minor cold."

"Don't be shy with me," Jennifer insisted.

Tina would be provided better care at his family home, allowing her to recover more comfortably, and Phillip had no grounds to object.

Jennifer clearly didn't plan to give them an option, telling Phillip directly, "Pack up Tina's things. I'm taking her with me."

Tina's belongings were packed by the housekeeper, and Jennifer's expression subtly changed when she saw the suitcase being wheeled out of Phillip’s bedroom.

She said nothing, but Tina could almost foresee the awkwardness that awaited her, feeling utterly despondent.

She sent a pleading look towards Phillip.

Phillip didn’t come to her rescue; instead, he personally placed her suitcase in the car, while Tina's forlorn face was practically pressed against the glass.

And so, Tina found herself reluctantly moving into the Richardson Manor.

Life there wasn't too bad, actually. The Richardsons were all very kind to her, not holding any grudges for her stubborn decision to break off the engagement. Instead, they took care of her meticulously.

She was fed nutritious meals daily, and Phillip’s grandmother would often invite her to join in card games, so it wasn't too dull.

Phillip would return to the manor every evening after work, and as his grandmother sipped her yogurt, she’d throw down a winning hand in cards, chuckling, "Ah, my grandson has been coming home every day lately, missing his granny, are you?"

Phillip, never one to lie, would dodge the question, "Brought some cake, anyone wants some?"

"Did you get it just for me? If it wasn’t just for me, I might not want it."

Phillip didn’t know what to say.

Tina, holding her cards, didn't dare to join in.

During the day, in Jennifer’s or his grandmother's presence, Tina and Phillip always kept their distance, not speaking, avoiding even eye contact.

Strangers could not have been more distant.

Her room was on the same floor as Phillip’s, and every night, he’d come knocking on her door under the guise of bringing her warm milk.

As Tina opened the door, she’d peek around suspiciously before trying to take the cup and retreat.

Phillip wouldn't let her.

"Being this scared doesn't seem like you."

"This is your house, how can I overstep?" If it were her own home, Tina wouldn’t have been so cautious.

Her voice was low, fearful of being overheard, "Let go, what if your parents see and get the wrong idea?"

"And what would they misunderstand?" Phillip teased.