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

Chapter 34

Chapter 34

It was such a distant detail that it was barely within Curtis’ memory.

“Do you make these two dishes a lot?” he asked.

Laura looked sheepish as she murmured, “Well…”

“No wonder she’s getting skinnier every year.” Curtis said icily.

He was the kind of guy who wore a smile like an easy garment, exuding a carefree charm that led people to think he was approachable, a real easy-going fella.

But when the smile faded, an innate and indifferent vibe emanated from him, striking a chord of intimidation.

“She’s picky and won’t touch eggplants or lettuce. Didn’t you know that?” Curtis pressed.

“I thought you liked them…”

“How often am I home to eat, huh?”

His casual retort carried an undercurrent of icy pressure that hit you head-on.

Laura was startled, fiddling with her hands, her voice dropping to a whisper, “So, should I not make it anymore?”

his cigarette but remembered

cigarette on the eggplant dish, he left it there,

grand suite, a living area greeting you at the entrance. Leanne was perched on

waiting a while before

eyes fell

delicate, resembling flawless marble complemented by the emerald hue of

delicate softness

winced slightly from the brightness and took a few

she sat up straight as Curtis’

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an important topic, Curtis’ attention

under the blanket?”

turned to look

a noticeable bulge in the neatly spread blanket, something that wasn’t there when she changed clothes

room

flipped back the blanket. To his surprise, he found a bunch of colorful little kittens, all curled up and

had stealthily hidden her

stunned, then amused

was locked, only accessible from the outside with a key. How had the mother

blanket and stepping back, his distaste clear as

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