Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!
Chapter 109
Chapter 109
Leanne shivered as a gust of brisk autumn wind tousled her hair.
Curtis shut the door behind him, cutting off the draft. He shrugged off his heavy coat and
headed to the home bar
He took a pristine glass from the shelf. The clink of its base against the countertop rang clear and sharp. He reached into the liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. As Leanne was to head upstairs, his voice, frostbitten as if it had tumbled through a snowdrift, stopped her in her tracks.
“You don’t think you’ve got a shot because he called off the engagement, do you?“
Leanne’s ascent faltered, and she turned around.
“What are you talking about?”
The sound of ice cubes clinking filled the quiet as Curtis poured the amber liquid over them. The color deepened on the surface but couldn’t seep into the core of the ice.
You’ve always had your eye on my brother. Happy to hear he’s back on the market?” He took a swig of his drink. “Too bad, even if you and I split, you wouldn’t stand a chance.”
His tone, laced with scorn, stung. Leanne wanted to argue but couldn’t deny the truth in
his words.
Compared to Curtis, who had a knack for being cutting, she would have preferred Phillip.
She had once asked Jennifer, why not him? Phillip was single and unattached, while Curtis had been with Suzan. By order of age or emotional availability, it would have made more sense for her to be with his brother.
dismissed her as fanciful. “Phillip is the
marriage must be strategic,
input in the decision to marry,
have married into the Richardson family if she had a choice. If she had a
it would have been better than this farce with you,”
brother. His marriage is a business merger, a bargaining chip at the negotiation
as loy as the drink in his hand. “Do you bring that
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Chapter 110
room,” Leanne suggested and lowered here to
bed to sleep in the quest room? Curtis
muffled through the door “Suit yourself You seem to love
blow a fuse. “What did I do to warrant this? You’re like some karmic joke on me.”
flipping the lock again. As she was dozing off, there came another knock. Assuming it was
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