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

Chapter 66

Tucked away in the picturesque Northwood Ski Resort, a blanket of snow enveloped the world outside the window. Snapping a selfie, she unwittingly captured the other patrons. in the frame, with Curtis perfectly centered in the shot.

He was decked out in a crisp white ski suit, the casual sporty attire accentuating his towering and superior build. Strands of his hair lazily fell across his brow, giving off a

nonchalant vibe.

It looked like he was mid-conversation with someone beside him, a half-smoked cigarette pinned between his fingers, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

He seemed to be in a good mood.

Leanne drifted her eyes to Suzan’s caption beneath the photo.

‘First time hitting the slopes. So happy! Big thanks to my coach, the patient heir.

It was obvious that she was talking about Curtis.

Leanne gazed at Suzan’s beaming face in the photo, feeling a pang of loss.

Curtis hadn’t broken his promise but fulfilled it for someone else.

alcohol was flowing freely. Inevitably, someone brought up Leanne’s

recognition came the spread of her

must be blind to cheat

they’re never satisfied. Remember our anesthesiology chief who ran off with

stepping out too. His wife’s so elegant and her father’s a big shot

indignation grew with each word, leaving many male colleagues. visibly uncomfortable. Someone cleared their

post-divorce, so

the male colleagues, already flushed from a few drinks, joked, his face the color of liverwurst, “Dr. Castillo, why

a blunt female colleague, “You? Dream on!”

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at the quip, leaving the guy even

pushed her way, Leanne couldn’t just snub the gesture. By the end of

declining a male colleague’s offer to drive her home, she hailed a cab instead.

the driver announced they had arrived, she stepped

she thought and gave the

for this particular mansion when Curtis gave her a chance to make demands during

was too stingy to agree.

enter the house. Over the past two