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.

and tightly shut

of his lips, the heat

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

second, at

push him away,

word, without an explanation, without giving her the chance to lash out, he turned and strode

there, stunned, watching his retreating figure grow smaller

bolted out of nowhere,

was a massive bouquet of roses on her

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exuding an

“Dr. Castillo, who’s

admirers? Dr.

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

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

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

bouquet, looking

weren’t exactly

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

year of high school that a classmate, who often competed with

back by the teacher one day to talk about the competition. It got late,

alley, he suddenly

to find his palm sweaty

she hardly heard a word, maybe because it was getting dark and his touch was uninvited. She

wrapped in Suzan’s arms under a streetlamp.

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

of embarrassment from being rejected, the classmate never spoke