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

Chapter 101

Caleb could hear the phone hang up as he stood by the desk, waiting for the documents.

Curtis slammed the phone down with a huff, “Hang up on me just like that? Did I hit a nerve? Found a new flame already, huh?”

Since he returned from his trip abroad, Curtis’ mood had been as fickle as the stock market, impossible to predict.

Caleb pondered, then pulled out a yellow folder from the bottom of a stack on the upper left corner of his desk.

“The agreement has been ready for four days, drafted by the lawyer. I put a Post-it note on it. You might have missed it,” Caleb said, trying to mask his irritation.

Curtis gave him a long, unreadable look before taking the folder and lazily flipping it open. “You seem to have much to say about me lately.”

Caleb was blindsided by the accusation. “Mr. Richardson, hand on heart, I swear it isn’t

true!”

Curtis sat back in his plush, executive chair. “Oh, so maybe it’s just you that I find especially frustrating.”

Caleb was speechless. After all, Curtis was the boss.

Leanne was right. Without any disputes over assets or child custody, the agreement couldn’t be more straightforward.

Yet, Curtis scrutinized it with the intensity of a teacher grading final exams, nitpicking every detail.

“Is this font Times New Roman? It’s hideous.”

“There should be a semicolon here, not a period.”

“What’s this ‘irreconcilable differences? Is that supposed to be a term? Does divorce always mean irreconcilable differences?”

He crossed out the words “irreconcilable differences,” circled them, and shaded the circle.

until it was a black blob.

Caleb was bewildered. “Mr. Richardson, isn’t your marriage with Mrs. Richardson beyond repair?”

That stopped Curtis’ juvenile scribbling.

He glared at Caleb again. “Did you ever go to school? Something has to exist before it can break apart. We never had any feelings for each other. What’s there to be beyond repair?”

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Caleb could only nod in silent agreement.

desk. “Who wrote this rubbish? Did the lawyer get his license from a

but still bothered Leanne incessantly, always trying to get her

work and hard to pin down, but Selina had found the trick. She would bring along Joy, and

picky. Anyone who treated her to a meal was a friend

and Selina often sat outside the ophthalmology office, waiting for Leanne to finish work.

“Dr. Castillo, it’s like you’ve got

would laugh and say, “These two are harder

persistent presence, Leanne ran into Jeremy more often. He would come to pick up Selina and sometimes

greet them, take care of their bill, and his conduct was always

blind to Selina’s transparent schemes.

For your brother’s reputation, maybe

The whole world knows you’re divorced. The paperwork is just a formality,” Selina said casually. “Besides, what’s between you and my brother? Curtis and Suzan are practically engaged

between then is none of my concern, but I have

entangled with Suzan before his marriage ended, so he didn’t mind the details, but Leanne did.

want to jump into another relationship while the last one isn’t over properly. It’s irresponsible to myself and

You couldn’t be more evident to avoid misunderstandings. You barely speak to my brother,”

Leanne replied. “Even if I was free, I’m not

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being hurt so badly that it took a searing pain to come out of it. The thought

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could hear the phone hang up as he stood by the desk, waiting

on me just like that? Did I hit a nerve? Found a new flame already, huh?”

had been as fickle as

from the bottom of a stack on

agreement has been ready for four days, drafted by the lawyer. I put a Post-it note on it.

folder and lazily flipping it open. “You seem to have much to say about me

the accusation. “Mr. Richardson,

true!

chair. “Oh, so maybe it’s just you that

After all, Curtis was

disputes over assets or child custody,

Curtis scrutinized it with the intensity of a teacher grading final exams, nitpicking every

Times New Roman? It’s hideous.”

be a semicolon

be a

crossed out the words “irreconcilable differences,” circled them, and shaded the circle.

it was a black

isn’t your marriage with Mrs.