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

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Curtis didn’t care a whit. His hand gave her a playful pinch, a subtle punishment for her distraction. “Mind your own business.”

The doorbell kept ringing. Then, Suzan’s voice from outside called, “Curtis, are you home? I brought some food back.”

It was like being snapped out of a vivid daydream.

Suzan’s voice was the whip that yanked Leanne back to reality.

The heat that had coursed through her veins vanished in an instant, leaving her feeling as

na

if she’d been thrown naked into a vast snowy wilderness, submerged in bone-chilling cold

and shame.

Curtis actually brought Suzan here.

Leanne sobered up in a flash, fully aware of her surroundings.

“What’s this supposed to mean?” Her tone was devoid of any confusion, icy enough to cut. “Curtis, can’t you ever keep it in your pants?”

His heat extinguished like ice water had been dumped over him. He withdrew his hand from inside her clothes, his handsome face growing colder as he sneered, “Is being touched by me really such an insult to you?”

rather not

a mocking augh. “Leanne,

dare talk to me this

to even be looking at me,”

up her blouse that he had undone. Every movement was quiet

He stood up from the couch with a grim

the table, and pulled a

over

he took a drag, his

“I’m going.”

herself up without looking back at him and

kicked the coffee table, sending it tumbling

the door to find Suzan standing there, clutching a takeout

Chapter 69

restaurant, her face a

What are you

glanced past the open door at the overturned

wasting words with her, but she

here?” she echoed, her beautiful eyes looking at Suzan with a detached mockery, a flicker of Curtis’ disdain passing

“When you become Mrs. Richardson, then you might have the right to ask

turned pale.

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