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.

as if the bickering

at that moment.

else mattered but the

ripple began to stir in

and Leanne

her lips, counting down the seconds, eager to endure this

with it.

breath brushing lightly against Leanne’s nose at twenty-nine seconds.

at?” she asked,

Curtis replied, unable to explain why he

suppress his mirth looking at her.

ripples spread out, he

What the hell?

steady gaze made her acutely aware of

was like strings of cheese stretching, sticky and tender, suggesting gentleness as if enveloped

her, causing her long eyelashes to tremble involuntarily.

she knew those eyes that gazed at her with such depth were equally adept

not to fall for it again. Because he could look at a dog with

his son and former daughter-in-law engage in

affectionate staring contest,

throat, ready to suggest they stop

down! Don’t disturb them!”