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

Chapter 122

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The coffee table was overflowing with snacks and drinks, so they had been corner and the living room floor had become a makeshift buffet spread out on the carper

Leanne came back with two freshly washed glasses, just as Joy and Selina were getting a movie queued up on the projector.

They dimmed the overhead lights, leaving the warm glow of a couple of floor lamps to set the mood.

Nestled into the couch, sipping on fine wine, and engaging in laid-back conversation, th atmosphere was the epitome of relaxation.

Jeremy, hearing that the lasagna sitting neglected at the edge of the spread was Leanne’s homemade specialty, asked, “Mind if I try some?”

Leanne quickly interjected, “Oh, that? It’s not great. You should stick to the other stuff, and there’s plenty to go around.”

But Jeremy had already taken a bite and swallowed, “It’s actually pretty good.”

He ended up polishing off the entire dish, leaving Leanne in disbelief, “You really don’t have to force yourself.”

Joy, with a playful nudge, teased, “What’s next, eating a dishrag? I’m impressed.”

Meanwhile, across town.

“When did Selina get so chummy with Leanne?” Devin was lounging with his legs propped up after a game of cards, scrolling through his social feed.

“Is that Leanne’s place? She’s made it pretty cozy.” He offered his commentary while scrolling, “And what’s Jeremy doing there too?

who had been preoccupied all evening suddenly tensed, a cigarette dangling from his

had posted an update

out in a festive array of

faces dominated half the screen, with

his mouth,

hugged to

sat beside

she was absorbed in the film, Jeremy was

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pinched into a V-shape in

for my wife, huh?” He muttered under his

and who she sees is none of your business, but couldn’t he have waited just a bit longer to make

the phone, nearly

shadows over Curtis’ brooding features, and his

up?” he growled, the words sharp

finally got divorced, free

had spread like wildfire

had wanted to celebrate, but Curtis had jetted off to Iceland the same day, cutting off contact with everyone until he

had called the guys

from his trip, seemed even more downcast

enjoying the party, Curtis was aloof, barely

sation.

lifted an icy gaze, “You were looking forward to my divorce