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

Chapter 51

Laura mumbled an incoherent response, her mind a haze of unanswered questions. Rumors were swirling like autumn leaves outside, and she had no idea who was stirring the pot.

Curtis, on the other hand, wasn’t looking for an answer.

“Since you’re living under this roof, you better figure out who’s the boss around here. Stop. worrying about the chatterboxes outside.”

Laura quickly piped up, “Well, that’s you, of course!”

Curtis chuckled and then said, “If the folks at my company were as slow on the uptake as you, they’d be out of a job.”

Laura was at a loss, her left hand clenching her right in a knot of nerves, “But aren’t you the boss?”

un around.

Curtis turned off the faucet, grabbed a mug, and glanced at her as he spun

“You’re here to take care of Leanne. It’s been three years. How have you not figured out who’s your boss?” he continued.

Laura stood frozen, bewildered by the exchange.

With his point made, Curtis left without another word.

His hint had hit home. The very next day, Laura’s demeanor towards Leanne changed dramatically.

Bright and early the next morning, as Leanne was about to head down to feed the cat, Laura dashed ahead of her. “Oh, let me do that You shouldn’t trouble yourself. If you get cat hair on you, Mr. Curtis won’t be able to come near you.”

Leanne shot back, “Maybe it would be better if he was allergic to death.”

it was laden with

as Leanne approached the table, Laura rushed over to pull

with a smile.

Once

I’ve made

would you

owder, I guess.

Laura exclaimed, “Careful,

words, deadpanned, “Or you could just

a bit, a touch of hurt in her voice, “I just didn’t want you to burn yourself.” Leanne felt oddly out of sorts, unable to

dwell on

so she gave her heart freely to others. But once betrayed or hurt, she shut them out for good.

would lose

had the rare luxury of a day off,

Curtis came down, seating himself across

several glances her way. Leanne ignored them, leisurely enjoying her own meal.

up, straightened his tie, and slipped

if his comings and goings meant nothing to her.

until Curtis had buttoned up and strapped on his watch that she even looked up from her bowl, savoring the chowder

announced, “I gotta go.”

at him, puzzled by

when he went to Emberland, so why did

outing?

replied with a disinterested

“Aren’t you going to