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

Chapter 49

Leanne clenched her fists tight as she spun around to him, her voice laced with a mix of indifference and challenge. I can shrug off your insults, but is this the way you talk about your brother? Is he that unworthy in your heart?”

Curtis landed his icy gaze unwaveringly on her face. “He’s not. You might be.”

A sharp pang hit Leanne’s heart, a choking sensation rising in her throat, making every breath a struggle.

“It takes one to know one,” she retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “I might have. misjudged someone, but at least I’m not flaunting Suzan around town like a trophy. What right do you have to judge me?”

“Why brin

bring Suzan into this?” Curtis frowned, evidently thinking she was making a mountain out of a molehill. “Kyle was like a father to her. Now that he’s passed, she’s just paying her respects out of the kindness they shared since childhood. What’s wrong. with that?”

“You always have an excuse. Bringing her to the memorial service is sentimental, but how about jetting off to Emberland under the guise of business?”

Leanne gripped the banister with one hand, her knuckles white. “Tell me, Curtis. Did you fuck her during those cozy nights in Emberland? How many times?”

to step out of the kitchen when she caught the explosive exchange. Hiding by the kitchen door, anxiety

that. Mr.

kind is he?” Leanne

mean he would hever

too indifferent. “Wasn’t it you who whispered about his affairs, about how

turned pale as Curtis’ piercing gaze shifted towards her. Panic-stricken, she waved

leniency

straint.

one person, and the

for weakness, but now she saw a different side of Leanne. It was a side even more intimidating than Mr. Curtis himself.

and scurried back to the sanctuary

expression as cold as stone, tossed his half-smoked cigarette into a cup on the coffee table and stood up, striding towards Leanne.

he approached. Curtis’ brown eyes bore into her,

Leanne was expressionless. “Or are you going to tell me you’ve been a saint these past couple of years? You are a

“So in your eyes, I’m just a man driven by lust, unable to