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.

of rummaging followed,

kit?”

tight, strained, “Second

retrieved the kit. Just as Leanne was about to step away, he asked, “Which

want to deal with him, “Look it up

in white. Your cat gives me allergies, and

that’s fine by me. But don’t blame me when I chuck those

Cats

subordinate to the master.

stood still for two seconds, then,

the kit.”

before handing it over.

Chapter 67

of the medicines were expired. Leanne

We’re out of loratadine, so make sure you take some when you

the couch and yanked open his collar,

me.”

can have the

lazy eyelid, “Upstairs? Who? Is this place haunted

Suzan wasn’t here?

a moment, searching his face for lies. When she found none, she reluctantly approached

of an allergic rash marred the right side of Curtis’ neck. The earlier

to see better, her forefinger