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

Chapter 3

Curtis emerged from the bathroom with the soft sound of his footsteps padding across the carpet toward the other side of the bed. The mattress dipped as he slipped beneath the covers, a corner of the duvet lifting.

Leanne caught a whiff of a subtly cold fragrance, a crisp, penetrating scent that seemed to seep into her bones, the woody notes mixed with his body heat, with a hint of tobacco lingering in the background.-

It was Curtis’ signature scent.

The dim glow from the nightlight barely reached the bed, and the night was so still that their even breaths were the only sounds breaking the silence.

Each occupied half of the bed, setting a cold, invisible barrier between them.

After lying quietly for a while, Leanne gazed in Curtis’ direction. Maybe it was the darkness, but his features seemed more chiseled and distant.

“Aren’t you asleep yet?” she ventured.

Curtis’ weary, slightly irritable voice broke the silence of the dark, “Keep it down.”

Leanne touched the pendant around her neck and then turned her back to him.

When Leanne woke up the next day, Curtis was already up.

She got up, freshened up, and when she walked into the living room, she saw Curtis neatly dressed, sitting at the dining table, browsing the real-time stock quotes on his tablet.

He looked up briefly when he heard her. “Where’s Laura?”

Leanne opened the fridge. “I let her go.”

didn’t comment

couple of eggs, thought better of it, and added slices of ham, lettuce, and cheese to make two sandwiches she brought

at them. “Is this what you usually

already a step up from Leanne’s usual fare. Rushing to work in the mornings, she often settled for just a

retorted, “Take it or

and Leanne turned to

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a downpour weeks ago. The newborn kittens were trembling,

bones.

planning to foster them until they were old enough to be adopted. She hadn’t expected Curtis to return from

cats. During his time away, she had rescued a stray and wanted to bring it

kept the cat confined to a spare room, but

brow furrowed. “Where did

disdain which made Leanne uncomfortable. She went to pick up

you should apply for a Nobel Prize.”

Leanne returned to find

and sentenced the cat to exile without looking back. “Get

Leanne didn’t engage.

mansion was huge, more than capable of housing a few kittens. Why must Curtis

yet his heart seemed

mirror. “What

dares to accuse you?” Leanne retorted. “ll ensure they’re confined and won’t escape again. I’ll disinfect the house daily, and once I get someone to adopt them, they’ll be