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

Chapter 67

His voice was a drawl, heavy with the remnants of sleep, “Creeping around in the dead of night, I thought we had a burglar on our hands!

“I wasn’t creeping,” Leanne retorted, her tone defensive. “You…”

She was about to ask what he was doing there when it suddenly hit her. They’d gone skiing today.

The ski resort was just a stone’s throw away. They must have decided to stay nearby after hitting the slopes.

So then… Did he bring Suzan here?

Leanne’s heart clenched tight, as if someone had yanked the oxygen from her lungs, leaving her gasping for air.

Was Curtis really that desperate? Couldn’t he at least wait until the divorce papers were signed? Was that too much to request?

Descending the staircase, Curtis caught her eye, and Leanne noticed a suspicious red

mark on his neck.

Despite the room’s cozy temperature, a chill cascaded down her spine, leaving a trail of

cold in its wake.

She clenched her fists, turned, and strode away.

rummaging followed, then Curtis’ voice: “Where’s the first-aid

kit?”

strained, “Second drawer on your

the kit. Just as Leanne was about to

want to deal with him, “Look

an angel in white. Your cat gives me allergies, and you shirk responsibility? Where are professional

want to take responsibility, that’s fine by me. But don’t blame me when I chuck those cats into

Cats

to the

two seconds, then, teeth gritted, she turned back.

the kit.”

her before handing

Chapter 67

Many of the medicines were expired. Leanne found only one ointment that was still good.

twice daily. We’re out of loratadine, so make

didn’t take it, instead, he slumped onto the couch and yanked open his

me.”

can have the person upstairs

Who? Is this place haunted

Suzan wasn’t here?

face for lies. When she

right side of Curtis’ neck.

see better, her forefinger spreading the