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

Chapter 84

Austin revved up the engine of his Mercedes as he and Joy sped towards Crystal Cove Villas. Joy was on her cell, dialing Curtis’ number. The moment he picked up, she exploded.

“Curtis, you absolute scumbag, go to hell!”

Austin, who was behind the wheel, raised an eyebrow at the mention of the name. “Is that your friend’s husband, Curtis?”

Joy was too incensed to even acknowledge Austin’s question.

Curtis, having his morning ambushed with such vitriol, sounded unexpectedly calm and lethargic, “Okay, I will.”

“You just wait! I don’t have time

for your crap right now. Where’s Anne?”

The sound of a lighter flicking open and a cigarette being lit crackled through the phone, “She left.”

did she go?”

table was brimming with cigarette butts. Curtis leaned back in

as thieves, breathing through the same nostril. How dare you ask me? The last time I talked to her, she was waiting for you, and now you’re telling me you don’t know?” Joy was so furious she felt like jumping out of the car, buying a knife,

her phone’s turned off, and yet you can still act so casual about it. Curtis,

off?” Curtis frown,

no more words to waste, she snapped the phone

she said grimly, “She’s not at home.”

she might go. If we can’t find her, we’ll call the

on her as she slapped

Golden Grove Manors. Joy rushed into the elevator the moment they arrived, with Austin trailing

Chapter 84

awake by an insistent pounding on her door. She wrapped herself in a robe and shuffled from her bedroom to find the

“Leanne? Leanne?”

the door, her face was a picture of confusion. “What are you doing here?”

panting. Seeing her safe and sound, with her fresh and unblemished face looking