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.

as fanciful. “Phillip is the heir. He’ll take over the family

must be strategic, not just to any woman.”

had no input in the decision to marry, let

if she had a choice. If she had a choice, she

married your brother, it would have been better than this

worthy of my brother. His

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Chapter 110

and lowered here

to sleep in the quest room? Curtis voice was a low growl, barely containing his frustration.

You seem to love wandering off

Curtis sounded ready to blow a fuse. “What did I do to warrant this? You’re like some karmic joke

As she was dozing off, there came another knock. Assuming it

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