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

Chapter 88

Leanne froze, tightening her knitted cardigan around her, shielding her nightgown from the chill.

Curtis slipped the cozy slipper onto her feet and let go. Leanne immediately planted her feet on the floor and stepped back.

Rising to his feet, Curtis softened his tone. “If you don’t want to stay in Crystal Cove Villas, I’ll transfer the deed of the Northwood estate to you.”

Leanne glanced at him. Her reaction was far more subdued than he had anticipated.

“No need,” she refused, “I am not interested in it anymore.”

It meant that the estate once held for her had vanished.

An inexplicable irritation surged within Curtis, unsettling him once more.

“One minute you’re all in, the next you’re out. Why are you so fickle, Leanne?”

“Well, one minute you’re offering, the next you’re taking it back. It’s hard to figure you out too,” Leanne responded calmly. “I told Caleb last time I don’t want the house and just liquidate it.”

“My company’s cash flow is tight right now. We don’t have that much cash on hand.”

Leanne said, “Then forget it. I want nothing.”

Her tone was even, not annoyed or bitter, just genuinely indifferent.

the Northwood property was merely clinging to a

was an illusion, the estate meant

scoffing, “To dismiss such a fortune so easily, Dr. Castillo, you truly treat

Leanne found

properties.

motives. Perhaps it was the scare from Joy earlier that day. He felt

half-second before

tangle with him over trivial

could always

giving

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about having too

and notify

to answer her calls. I’ll deal with

changed the topic abruptly, “Leanne, your cooking

was annoyed. “You weren’t

it dawn on her. Had Curtis

wouldn’t taste good after

the local

was gone at their disturbance. She began to cook lunch after freshening up and storing

bit late for breakfast?”

recipe, Leanne didn’t