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.

raven-black lashes and tightly shut

cool warmth of his lips, the heat

abruptly, a fleeting bloom that lingered for a mere moment on her lips, too swift

a second, at most.

think to push him away, Curtis had

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

stood there, stunned, watching his retreating figure grow

was like being nipped by a dog that bolted out of

office, there was a massive bouquet of

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petals exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

teased, “Dr. Castillo, who’s got

and you’ve already got admirers? Dr. Castillo, you’re certainly in hot demand.”

new policy is such a pain for us ladies, with that mandatory cooling-off period. Did you hear about that case where

details got too morbid, another colleague cut in, “Hey,

Leanne said with a smile, “Went pretty smoothly.”

the bouquet,

suitors weren’t exactly lining up at

wasn’t into socializing much, and the guys who did come

school that a classmate, who often competed

day to talk about the competition. It got late, and he

alley, he suddenly grabbed her

his palm sweaty

on, but she hardly heard a word, maybe because it was getting dark

distance, wrapped in Suzan’s arms under

and earn her another. scolding, she pulled away and hurried

maybe out of embarrassment from being rejected, the classmate never spoke