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

Chapter 120

Standing on the steps, Curtis’ gaze lingered on her with a distant intensity.

After a few seconds, Leanne spoke up, “If you’ve got nothing to say, I’m outta here.

Tve gotta head out of the country for a few days, Curtis said, “When you get some free time, have Caleb assist you with transferring the title.”

“Got it.”

As Leanne walked toward the curb, Curtis called out to her again.

“What now?” Leanne asked, barely hiding her irritation.

In his unhurried way, he said, “Don’t forget to pick up the divorce papers when it’s time. Don’t go playing hooky on me.”

“Don’t worry,” she shot back, “You can bet your bottom dollar on that.”

The Uber arrived right on cue. Leanne pulled open the door and was about to get

Leanne.” he called out again.

in

She turned her head, her patience wearing thin, “Can’t you just spit it all out at on…”

Curtis closed the distance between them silently and unexpectedly. She was completely unprepared, her head just turning back to face him when his palm cupped her cheek.

The tail end of her words was cut off by his kiss, sudden and silencing.

Leanne’s eyes went wide.

lashes and tightly shut eyes

cool warmth of his lips, the

warning and ended just as abruptly, a fleeting bloom that lingered for a mere moment on her lips, too swift to

a second, at most.

think to push him

without an explanation, without giving her the chance to lash out, he

his retreating figure

being nipped by a dog that bolted out of nowhere, leaving her confused and oddly

got to her office, there was a massive bouquet of roses on her desk, their

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exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

and teased, “Dr. Castillo, who’s got the hots for

Dr. Castillo, you’re

us ladies, with that mandatory cooling-off period. Did you hear about that case where some guy changed his mind during it and stabbed his ex? She ended

too morbid, another colleague cut in, “Hey, could you not

said with a smile, “Went pretty

the bouquet,

be told, suitors weren’t exactly lining up at her door.

socializing much, and the guys who did come around never seemed to think she

who often competed with her in English contests,

were kept back by the teacher one day to talk about the competition. It got late, and he walked her

he suddenly grabbed her

was startled to find his palm sweaty with nerves.

a word, maybe because it was getting dark and his touch

the distance, wrapped in

and earn her another. scolding,

being rejected, the classmate never spoke to