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

Chapter

Leanne had never been comfortable around De predatory glint in his eyes, was downright unse

spoken to her, with a

She could still recall the last time he’d touched her had, and it felt like being ensnared by a viper.

But he always managed to present himself as a gentleman, making her wonder if she was misjudging him.

He was adept at toggling between innocence and sleaze, so much so it seemed almost schizophrenic.

With no hard evidence, Leanne couldn’t be completely certain he was the culprit.

Frowning, she made a point to walk past Derek White without giving him the time of day.

Unbeknownst to her, as she left, Derek’s gaze lingered on her retreating figure, his facade of decency slipping away to reveal a smirk tinged with darkness.

Curtis treated her like disposable garments, and it appeared his latest conquest had arrived sooner than anticipated.

possibly heightened by the twisted greeting

edge.

ended, Joy swung by to pick her up, luggage in tow, ready to crash at her. place for support.

hospital colleagues that no more flowers were to b accepted. Since

calm was

Leanne not physically torn that card into pieces, she might have doubted its existence, suspecting

be

evening, as she and Joy were enjoying a homemade dinner, Joy’s phone rang with a crisis from work, an issue with a case that needed immediate attention.

away.

she stuffed clothes into her suitcase, “Sending me on a red-eye train, while he’s cuddled up with his fling, and why

her, “Didn’t he say

dragging his butt out of a warm bed for a last-minute trip

reassured Leanne. “I told Selina to come over and Don’t worry alright? Call me if you need

the trai “Damn it.” Joy dashed for the

ent hurry”

she prepared to wash up, the lights in cer apartment abruptly went out, plunging her into darkness.

hands, she scrambled back to the dining room, fumbled for her phone, and switched on the flashlight, finally easing the suffocating tension that had seized

A power outage?