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.”

moment to recall, seemingly

a bell.”

smile became a bit strained, “Mr. Curtis, busy men like you tend

like Mr.

greet them. The White family didn’t hold much weight in Stonebridge, so it was no surprise that Curtis

cold. Leanne was bundled up, wearing a hat, with only her rosy-cheeked face

her. Curtis’ wife truly lived up

tent was set far

he went, commanded an entourage. He had booked an entire section of the site to

Having drunk with friends, he stumbled out of the restroom in the pitch black night and accidentally wandered towards Curtis’ area.

sounds of a woman’s delicate moans, as if she

whispering words that would make anyone blush

time Derek realized where he was, he had

with a light hanging outside cast ambiguous shadows.

naive, Derek knew exactly what was going on

of the Richardson family

back, but he could still hear the woman’s cries. from the tent, soft, delicate, and melodious, her voice

that she was Curtis’ woman, he felt an itch in his heart that kept