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.

tightly shut eyes from this intimate

lips, the heat

that lingered for a mere moment on her

second,

to push him

without giving her the chance to lash out, he turned and

stunned, watching his retreating

was like being nipped by a dog that bolted

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

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exuding

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

you’ve already got admirers? Dr. Castillo, you’re

cooling-off period. Did you hear about that case where some guy changed his mind during it and stabbed his

the details got too morbid, another colleague cut in, “Hey, could you

said with a smile, “Went

up the bouquet, looking for a card.

told, suitors weren’t exactly lining

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

until senior year of high school that a classmate, who often

teacher one day to talk about

Richardson family’s alley, he suddenly grabbed

find his palm sweaty with nerves.

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

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

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

from being rejected, the classmate never spoke to her again.