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.

generous compensation outlined in the agreement was already substantial. Leanne’s desire for the

if that affection was an illusion, the

her indifference, scoffing, “To dismiss such a fortune so

Leanne found

properties. Take Crystal Cove Villas. Move back in.”

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

paused for a half-second before adding, “I’ll move out.”

with him

She could always

insisted on giving her the

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having too much money?

the papers and notify me.

don’t have to answer

changed the topic abruptly, “Leanne, your cooking is awful.”

weren’t supposed to eat it!”

dawn on her. Had Curtis eaten the

course, it wouldn’t taste good after

the local supermarket with two

to cook lunch after freshening up and storing the groceries in the

it a bit late for

on a recipe, Leanne didn’t