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

Chapter 56

A scuffle had broken out, sending feathers flying and tails wagging. Leanne, without a word, stood up to distance herself from the fray, heading straight for the buffet area to grab some food.

The long table was laden with an assortment of cold dishes. Leanne picked a few items. and placed them on her plate when a man beside her asked, “Got a sweet tooth?”

It was the same guy who had pinched her hand earlier.

But without proof, there was no case. Leanne couldn’t accuse him of being a creep. She politely responded.

She continued her foray into the buffet, and Derek stood close by, not leaving.

“You look even more stunning than the last time we met.” Derek praised.

Leanne gave him a second glance, not recalling any previous

inter “Have we met?”

“It’s been a while. No surprise you don’t remember.” Derek smiled with the air of a gentleman. “It was that time you and Curtis went to Echo Summit to catch the meteor shower.”

Leanne remembered Echo Summit.

Back then, her relationship with Curtis was still solid. As the weather warmed up, Curtis mentioned a meteor shower in Virgo and that Echo Summit was the prime spot to watch. So, they went hiking and camping late into the night.

Indeed, someone had greeted Curtis that day, a fleeting introduction, so Leanne’s memory was hazy.

She couldn’t even recall the meteor shower, only the warm and intimate tangle in the spacious tent.

up under Curtis on the tent’s soft padding. Only when

nudged Curtis, “The meteor shower

“You can make

right

made a simple one, “I hope we

time there’s a meteor shower,

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her ears scarlet, prompting

made an impact, more

lips, “You’re so

meteor that night. Since they went there to watch the meteor shower,

she might have accidentally conceived, until her monthly reassurance

those irksome scenes made her ears

tried to sound nonchalant, picking up a

spread to her ears, a flicker of something dark flashing in his eyes. His gaze then drifted lower, subtly scanning her form.

head bowed, didn’t notice, but Curtis, through the glass of the garden doors, caught every lingering look from

imperceptibly, his

Tell Albert that I won’t be dominated. Either they give me the lead underwriter position and bump my share to my satisfaction, or the deal’s

up a glass of wine and offered it to Leanne, “This fruit wine is quite good, sweet but not

“No, thank you.”

eyes fixed on her, “You only drink what Curtis gives you?” Leanne felt uneasy under his gaze, though she couldn’t pinpoint why. She shifted subtly to

the side.

early in the