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

Chapter 81

Leanne had just finished preparing dinner, a well-orchestrated spread that thankfully didn’t. resemble the chaotic mess

of her last attempt. The dishes looked downright presentable

this time.

She sat down at the dining table and glanced at the clock. It had been an hour and a half since the phone call. Curtis should be home soon. Yet, as the moment of truth approached, Leanne found herself far calmer than expected.

The obsessions of the past had given way to acceptance, and the once unbearable thoughts were now met with indifference. Sure, the journey had been painful, but it was that very journey that allowed her to extricate Curtis from her heart with surprising ease.

She had experienced both love and hate for Curtis. But as their saga came to an end, she was able to release all the emotions with a sense of calm indifference.

Their marriage had veered off course and taken her on a detour filled with brief disarray, but it was finally reaching its predetermined conclusion.

Leanne waited at the dining table for Curtis’ return.

But as the evening sky darkened, there was no sound of his car pulling up. The brilliant chandelier above the table cast its glow on the now cold dishes.

After nearly three hours of waiting, Curtis hadn’t shown up. Though he was far from perfect, he wasn’t one to break his

word. With no clear understanding of the situation and several unanswered calls later, Leanne was about to give up when her phone was finally picked up just before disconnecting.

“Are you

Leanne

Leanne?” It was Suzan on the other end, not

caught

explained it. No wonder Curtis hadn’t come

today, when they were supposed to discuss their divorce, a matter of such gravity, would be so casually neglected by

she felt little surprise or

Curtis?” Leanne inquired.

right now,” Suzan replied. “Are you waiting for him at home? Might

“Okay, got it.”

Chapter 81

feast before her and suddenly felt

release.

end, just like in the

things with a formal sense of ceremony. But now, with the deadline passed and divorce a mutual and undisputed agreement, with no assets to split, there

called a cab. The friendly

off, everything she was leaving behind. receded in the rearview mirror.

years of life and love were all fading into the past.

Suzan clutched her phone, about to erase the call log when she noticed a figure entering. She quickly stashed

away.