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.

the twisted greeting card she’d

edge.

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

to her hospital colleagues that no more flowers were to b accepted. Since then, the bouquets ceased.

was almost

its existence, suspecting it to be a mere figment of her overactive imagination.

be

with a case that needed

away.

up, Joy cursed Austin as she stuffed clothes into her suitcase, “Sending me on a red-eye train, while he’s cuddled up with his fling, and why doesn’t he drop dead

her, “Didn’t he say he’s joining you on the trip?”

dragging his butt out of a warm bed for a last-minute trip does make. me feel a bit better.

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

going.” Leanne urged, glancing at the clock. “You’ll miss the trai “Damn it.” Joy dashed

ent hurry”

prepared to wash up, the lights in cer apartment abruptly went out, plunging

pausing to wipe her hands, she scrambled back to the dining room, fumbled for her phone, and switched on the flashlight, finally

A power outage?