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?

incessantly, always trying to get her

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

wasn’t picky. Anyone who treated her to a meal was

the ophthalmology office, waiting for

teased. “Dr. Castillo, it’s like you’ve

say, “These two

ran into Jeremy more often. He would come to pick up Selina and sometimes dine at the same restaurant with

their bill,

to Selina’s transparent

final yet. For your brother’s reputation, maybe you should stop

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

my concern, but

had been entangled with Suzan before his marriage ended, so he didn’t

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

misunderstandings. You barely speak to my brother,” Selina pouted, “Don’t you like him? You don’t think he’s good

that,” Leanne replied. “Even if I was free,

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a searing pain to come out of it.

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he stood by the desk, waiting for

phone down with a huff, “Hang up on me just like that? Did I hit a nerve? Found

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

the bottom of

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.

before taking the folder and lazily flipping it open. “You seem to have much to say about me lately.”

was blindsided by the accusation. “Mr. Richardson, hand

true!

his plush, executive chair. “Oh, so maybe

After all, Curtis was the boss.

disputes over assets or child custody,

it with the intensity of a teacher grading final exams,

New Roman? It’s

be a semicolon

be

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

it was a black blob.

bewildered. “Mr. Richardson, isn’t your marriage with Mrs. Richardson