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

Chapter 1

Leanne Castillo had just finished a delicate retinal reattachment surgery and was stepping out of the OR. After scrubbing out, she flicked on her phone to find a call from Joy Campbell, her bestie.

“Babe, your hubby’s back in town?” asked Joy.

“I’ve been trying to hit you up for lunch, but you ignored me. What’s up? Your man flies back, and you don’t give your best friend a heads-up?”

Leanne shut her locker and headed out. “Just got out of surgery. I had no idea he was flying in today.”

“What?” Joy’s no-nonsense tone burst through, “That jerk, he’s returned and didn’t even bother to call you?”

Leanne sighed. “When has he ever?”

It had barely been six months since they tied the knot when Curtis Richardson had jetted off to Starlake City without discussion with Leanne.

He’d return once or twice a year, landing without giving her a heads-up every time.

But Curtis did have a brilliant mind. In just a few years, his ElitePinnacle Investments had carved out a legend on Bullion Boulevard.

At 27, he was already on the list of the top 50 most influential people in global finance and graced the cover of “The Banker” magazine, all of which Leanne had learned from the financial news, not from him.

“Girl, your man’s return is all over the news. The girls at the office have been buzzing about it all day, and here you are, totally clueless.”

Joy

y sent a screenshot of the headline news and continued, “Just look at that. Ignoring hist personality for a second, your husband is so handsome!”

Stonebridge’s elites, had always been a hot topic for the local financial media. Curtis’ comings and goings had become even more of a focal point these

seemed to know more about his whereabouts

a Gulfstream G650 jet parked at its private slot, with a tall, imposing man descending the steps.

face was beyond handsome, with chiseled features and a deep-set brow, nose, and eyes that stood out in the

boasted broad shoulders and long legs, his every move radiating a natural air

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him while a secretary pushed luggage

from the long flight. His side profile in the photo radiated a vibe of casual

at the

Curtis was back?

found out

out for dinner with me tonight,” Joy grumbled. “I just got a bonus and wanted to treat

worry. I won’t let your treat skip. We’ll

hanging up, Leanne noticed the

even had time to eat, starving to the point of feeling hollow. She hurriedly hailed

Villas.

cooked, especially since

worse. Leanne had just fired the housekeeper, and it would be shameful if he came home to find

recipe, Leanne whipped up a few dishes, a two-hour ordeal. The meal

yet.

for nearly an hour and then tried calling Curtis, to no avail. The message she sent

hunger pangs had passed, leaving her with

clock struck ten, and Curtis was still not

scrolling through social media when she came across a post from Devin Perez.