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

Chapter 11

Leanne was baffled by the sudden attention thrust upon her, like being singled out by a teacher during class, with all eyes fixated on her, particularly being urged to lock eyes with Curtis.

Eye contact? Serious? In front of a bunch of elders, no less.

And Mary had instigated this nonsense. She had no choice but to comply, biting her lip and turning her head his way.

But she still didn’t want to look at Curtis, fixating instead on the dark pattern of his tie.

Curtis lowered his eyes to her, while Leanne’s expression was tight, stubborn as a mule, staring at his chest but avoiding his gaze.

Looking rather gloomy at the scene, Mary asked, “Anne, why won’t you look into his eyes?” Leanne sighed internally, her gaze reluctantly lifting to meet Curtis’ downturned eyes.

Their gazes locked, unobstructed, at an intimate distance.

Curtis watched her silently, his expression unusually earnest.

Leanne’s eyes were stunning, akin to two shimmering pearls, glowing with a serene light, radiating a calm strength.

When she smiled, her eyes sparkled brilliantly as if the entire universe’s stars were within

them.

Looking directly into someone’s eyes was a vulnerable act, magnetic fields intertwined, tendrils pulled, sparking endless chemical reactions every second.

noise vanished as if

at that moment.

mattered but the person

ripple began to stir in Curtis’

and Phillip were watching, and Leanne couldn’t

down the seconds, eager to endure this minute and be done

with it.

breath brushing lightly against Leanne’s nose

are you laughing at?” she asked, bewildered.

I laugh,” Curtis replied, unable to explain

suppress his mirth looking

eyes shimmered with amusement as gentle ripples spread out, he is because you have

What the hell?

didn’t want to entertain him, but their steady gaze made her acutely aware of the shifts in his expression.

like strings of cheese stretching, sticky and tender,

her, causing her long eyelashes to

knew those eyes that gazed at her with

for it again. Because he could look at a dog with the same affectionate

corporate titan, couldn’t fathom why he was there witnessing his son and former

affectionate staring contest, reflect some

to suggest they stop and join dinner, but Mary glared

Don’t disturb them!”