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

Chapter 99

Leanne couldn’t say she had a good impression of him.

She muttered a polite “thanks,” trying to withdraw her hand with a hint of forced kindness.

But Derek’s grip only loosened by half. As she pulled

away, his palm slid along her forearm, grazing her delicate wrist, across her palm, and finally over her fingers, stopping at the tips.

Goosebumps prickled up her back, and she instinctively stepped backward.

Her brow furrowed. “What are you doing?”

“Just giving you a hand. What’s the problem?” Derek managed to look innocent, and had it not been for the lingering discomfort where his touch had traveled from her arm to her fingertips, Leanne might have believed she had misjudged him.

“You’re not wearing your ring anymore.” he said.

A ring worn for many years leaves an immutable mark when taken off, and despite Leanne’s flawless skin, a faint band was still visible around the base of her ring finger.

her fingers. “That’s none of your business.”

The whole social circle knows,” Derek continued leisurely. “I heard the Richardson and the Wright families are planning a merger, and he’s getting engaged to Suzan.”

of surprise crossed

Leanne had known Curtis and Suzan were bound to end up together. But she hadn’t anticipated it would happen

yet both families seemed in a hurry to discuss marriage and alliances as if

none of that mattered again.

of this concerns me,” Leanne had no interest in small talk and turned to leave, but Derek blocked her path with his

and didn’t let anyone mess. with you. How did he get over you so quick?”

your distance.” Leanne

Derek didn’t follow.

Chapter 99

the booth, she glanced back before entering. Derek was still there, staring at

spirits, pulling her into the bar and thrusting the mic

her face.

of sanitizer from her bag, and vigorously rubbed it over her hands

that. By eleven-thirty, the group spilled out of the bar. Donna gave several colleagues a lift, and Leanne shared a cab with another heading in her direction, dropping them off