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

Chapter 21

The boy was thrashing about, baring his teeth with comical and futile defiance against the towering Curtis before him. He was like a chick flapping helplessly in the face of a hawk, yet his voice rang out with a rebellious squawk. “She’s hideous! Blah, blah, blah!”

Curtis chuckled dryly. “What kind of school did you attend where they teach you to confuse beauty and the beast?”

He plucked the water gun from the kid’s grip, weighing it in his hand. It was surprisingly hefty.

With a casual toss, he passed it to Leanne. “Here, honey, have some fun with it.”

Leanne caught the water gun, her arms reflexively wrapping around it.

What was she supposed to do with it?

Hearing Curtis mention ‘my wife’ in the conversation, Billy finally realized his son had crossed the wrong person and hurried over to make amends.

“What’s gotten into you, kiddo? Get over here now!”

He reached to drag his son away, but at Curtis icy lift of an eyelid, Billy’s movements froze, not daring to proceed.

“If you can’t teach him, stand aside and watch someone who can.”

glanced at the boy. “What’s

brat retorted, “Name your ass!”

‘ass’. Your dad must be quite creative, giving you such a

teeth grinding as he scolded,

to know someone with a brat like this.” Curtis continued calmly, “But you’re in luck today. Do you know why? Because not everyone has the fortune to run into a good Samaritan like me. Since your dad doesn’t know the first thing about raising a child,

saying that, Curtis hoisted the boy by the collar and spun

kid upside down by one ankle, he dangled him over

hot bricks. “My boy just wanted to play with Mrs. Richardson because she’s so pretty. He meant no harm.”

said. “His sense of beauty is

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down, flailed and screeched, “Put me You think

own, you idiot!

tongue. “Guess your parents never taught you manners, judging by

mouth. Let’s give it a rinse.”

he dipped the upside-down kid into

then yanked out, his previously defiant face