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

lips, the heat of

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

second, at most.

think to push him

without giving her the chance to

stood there, stunned, watching his retreating figure grow smaller

by a dog that bolted out of nowhere, leaving her confused and oddly empty.

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

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red petals exuding an

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

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 some guy changed his mind during it and stabbed his ex? She ended up in critical

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

good,” Leanne said with

up the bouquet, looking for a

be told, suitors weren’t exactly lining up at

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

high school that a classmate, who often competed

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

he suddenly grabbed her hand.

was startled to find his palm

a word, maybe because it was getting dark and his touch was uninvited. She felt

spotted Curtis in the distance, wrapped in Suzan’s arms

about her supposed early romance and earn her another. scolding, she pulled away and

embarrassment from being rejected, the classmate never spoke to her