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 without success, “Doesn’t

a bell.”

a bit strained, “Mr. Curtis, busy men like you tend to forget

few friends, had gone camping. He hadn’t expected someone like Mr. Curtis

so it was no surprise that

the mountain particularly cold. Leanne was bundled up, wearing a hat, with only

momentarily dazzled by her. Curtis’ wife truly

at the campsite, their tent was set far

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

with friends, he stumbled out of the restroom in the pitch

faint sounds of a woman’s delicate moans, as if she was biting her

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

realized where he was, he had

a light hanging

from being naive, Derek knew exactly

esteemed Mr. Richardson of the Richardson family to be just like

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

melodious women, but whether it was the alcohol or the fact that she was Curtis’ woman, he felt an itch in his heart