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

Chapter 75

Leanne was usually prickly as a hedgehog, one touch and she’d stick you full of quills. But if you got a little alcohol in her, she’d turn into a lamb.

Her tolerance was pretty decent. She’d sit quietly, not causing any trouble, nothing like that whirlwind Joy.

But she was indeed a crybaby. Every few minutes, a new flood would start, soaking Curtis’ suit until dark stains marked where her sobs had fallen.

“Made of water, are you? Such a crybaby.”

No matter how irked Curtis was, her crying always disarmed him. I’d find myself handing over my handkerchief to wipe her face dry.

“Drinking alone like that, you could get snatched up and sold before you know it.”

Leanne would cry, then doze off. After a while, her tears would finally stop. She’d lean against Curtis, out like a light.

By the time Curtis pulled up to the Crystal Cove Villas, she was dead to the world, her cheeks flushed with sleep, though a little frown creased her brow, as if even in dreams she was troubled.

Her lips were parted just so, revealing the pearly white of her teeth.

Curtis found himself staring for a moment before reaching over to gently squeeze her lips together.

naware, she let Curtis continue his game without any protests. Curtis closed her mouth

it again. What

Curtis lost in antics, knew better than to interrupt. He quietly stepped out

Curtis’ touch, Leanne deepened her frown in her sleep. Her eyes fluttered. open to the sight of Curtis, pinching her cheeks, teasing, “Sleeping like a

toy with her as she

times were back, days Curtis hadn’t seen

if she was caught in a dream or reality. She wrapped her arms around his neck, seeking comfort. Her voice was a tiny and choked

Curtis’ smile

missing?”

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silence, letting her cling

cry it out for a bit, Curtis carried her inside, up bedroom, and laid her down

lightly furrowed, tears

shirt was damp over his chest, soaked through with her tears.

to the

bedroom light was on. Leanne had been

her in

her crying finally quieted down, Curtis stood up straight, closed the door behind and left.

a deep

and places shifting around her, as if she were reliving her twenty-some years of lonely

saw a sea of lights. Ahead, it was a

she’d been alone.