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.”

table, it was laden with all of Leanne’s

the table, Laura rushed over to pull out her

with a smile.

Once

down, Laura eagerly offered, I’ve made shrimp chowder and sweet

would you like first?”

owder, I guess.

Laura

deadpanned, “Or you could

didn’t want you to burn yourself.” Leanne felt oddly out of sorts, unable to understand

on

heart freely to others. But once betrayed or hurt, she

lose her

rare luxury of a day off, a chance to relish her breakfast without rush.

Curtis came down, seating himself across the

him chowder. During the meal, Curtis threw several glances her way. Leanne ignored them, leisurely

up, straightened his

if his comings

on his watch that she even looked up from her bowl, savoring the

announced, “I gotta go.”

at him, puzzled by

her when he went to Emberland, so why did he mention

outing?

a

energy undeterred, Curtis prodded, “Aren’t you going to