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

Chapter 57

His voice was as nonchalant as ever, yet it inexplicably soothed the tension in Leanne.

She shook her head, replying, “No, I don’t know him.”

“Chatting up a storm with a stranger, huh?” Curtis remarked, “You sure have a way of drawing them in.”

Indignant, Leanne couldn’t help but retort, “I’m not drawing anyone in.”

“Sure, you’re not,” Curtis replied, his voice tinged with amusement, a tone that was indulgent.

He casually slung his arm around Leanne, a gesture that was both natural and intimate. In fact, it was brimmed with possessiveness. His gaze lifted carelessly, sweeping over Derek.

That seemingly random glance carried cold and potent intimidation, instantly causing Derek to break out in a cold sweat.

“And who are you?” Curtis asked nonchalantly.

With a subdued attitude, Derek replied, “Derek. We’ve met before at Echo Summit.”

took a moment to recall, seemingly

a bell.”

busy men like

camping. He hadn’t expected someone like Mr. Curtis to indulge in such leisure, bringing his newlywed wife to watch the meteor shower in the middle of

in Stonebridge, so it

chill of the early spring night made the mountain particularly cold. Leanne was

Curtis’

their tent was set far away

He had booked an entire section of the site to ensure privacy.

of the restroom in the pitch black night and

spot was silent except for the faint sounds of a woman’s delicate moans, as if

deep and husky voice was even clearer, tender and teasing, whispering words that would

time Derek realized where he was, he

tent with a light hanging outside cast ambiguous

knew exactly

esteemed Mr. Richardson of the Richardson

mistake, he made his way back, but he could still hear the woman’s cries. from the tent, soft,

Curtis’ woman, he felt an itch in his heart that kept him thinking about her. That night,