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

Chapter 87

Leanne finally relented and invited him in in a gesture of obligatory hospitality.

But making coffee was off the table. Leanne’s politeness only stretched so far.

Curtis wandered through the door, taking in the surroundings leisurely.

After all, the house was a relic from twenty years ago, decked out in more of a classical style. Since Leanne had reclaimed the property from Violet, she had given it a thorough

once-over.

She changed the locks and, driven by a bit of germaphobia, cleared out all the old furniture that Violet’s family had used for nearly two decades despite being heirlooms from her parents.

After cleaning the house entirely, she replaced every replaceable thing, including toilets and appliances, and chose new furniture that echoed the old days’ style.

She even rehung her parents’ photographs on the walls.

Curtis commented, “You must have spent nearly all your savings after buying all this stuff.”

rarely had to spend her money. She got. everything arranged for her, and she’d saved her salary and

this endeavor had taken a big bite out of her savings.

it to you?” Leanne retorted. “What do you want to talk about,

one who said you wanted to

mind?”

say between us.” While wrapping herself tighter in her cardigan, Leanne said, “I’m free these days. Pick a time, and let’s get the paperwork

reaching to

suffocation he

have my lawyer draft

tie.

seems unnecessary,” Leanne found the idea more complicated than needed. “We don’t have kids or shared assets. It doesn’t have to be that

“You’re ditching the mansion in Crystal Cove Villas to live in an old and shabby house like this, making people

Chapter 87

“And how is

said. “Aren’t you scared of the dark?

and the human imagination in the dead

thanks to him, she might begin to envision a horror movie in her head once

morning, she’d been too exhausted to care, but when