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

Chapter 40

Leanne peered out the window, her gaze glancing across the night sky speckled with a meager handful of stars. In the distance, the silhouette of Northwood Heights loomed faintly.

Her eyes lingered there for a long time.

Truth be told, Leanne never expected to fall for Curtis.

Despite growing up under the same roof, Leanne wasn’t fond of Curtis. In fact, she disliked him a bit.

Curtis was a bit of a rebel in school, dating around, getting into fights, you named it. Once, he landed a school bully in the hospital. When the school demanded his parents come in, he showed up with a bruised face, all cocky, hands in his pockets, and said, “My folks are too busy for this small fry stuff. Whatever you’ve got to say, you can tell me. I can take responsibility for my actions.”

So the teachers called Leanne instead.

They didn’t dare lay into Curtis, but they weren’t so gentle with her, their attitude both fierce and stern, insisting she get someone from the Richardson family to show up.

With no choice, Leanne phoned Jennifer, who thought she was the one causing trouble at school and gave Leanne an earful.

Therefore, in her eyes, Curtis was essentially a heartbreaker and a harbinger of trouble.

who just wanted to steer clear of dramas and live a peaceful life, he was nothing

slept in separate

got to know each other better and stopped feeling

roommates.

had pictured. He was gentle,

he wanted to, Curtis could lift your

a honeymoon. He planned a trip to Iceland, but on the day they were supposed to leave, a massive blizzard hit, and their flight was

up taking shelter at Northwood Mansion, planning to catch the next day’s flight. But overnight, the snow

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spent those days in a mountain villa, with a world of white outside and a cozy warmth within,

they became intimate for

eyes drawn to the thick layer of snow outside. Curtis, unbeknownst to her, had come up from behind, following her gaze out

her, “Fancy going out

mind or if he just wanted to play, but either way, it was what she wanted. It had been years since anyone had joined her in making

Curtis built his snowman next to hers, deliberately making it taller.

about the mismatched sizes, to which Curtis said, “How can I be your husband if I’m not