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

Chapter 128

eyes followed him to the butts on the ground. Someone had been lurking th

half an hour.

or nearly

“Why don’t you stay at our place for a few days?” Jeremy suggested, “You’ll feel safer with Selina around.”

But Leanne declined, “It’s too late to burden you now. I have another place I can go, se don’t worry about me.”

Respecting her boundaries, Jeremy didn’t push further.

The Crystal Cove Villas was recently transferred to her name, thanks to Caleb’s legal maneuvering, with Curtis nowhere in sight.

After Jeremy dropped her off at Crystal Cove Villas and helped her with her luggage, Laura’s face lit up, resembling a child who had just spotted their parents returning home, “Ma’am, you’re back. Shall I take your bags up? I’ve kept your bedroom spotless.”

“Are

you hungry? How about I whip up some late-night snacks for you? Maybe some chicken noodle soup or a hearty fish stew?”

Leanne calmed the overzealous Laura, “No need, Laura. I’m not hungry.”

Laura, pausing, glanced at Jeremy, “And you are?”

“I’m a friend of Leanne’s,” Jeremy replied, handing over the bags. Turning to Leanne, he added, “It’s late. Get some rest. You’re safe here. If you need anything, just call me. My phone’s on all night.”

Leanne expressed her gratitude, “I’m sorry for the trouble tonight.”

Jeremy smiled warmly, “Helping you out is no trouble at all. In fact, it makes me happy.”

like a sincere gesture of warmth was extended her way,

intently, Jeremy cleared his throat, “I gotta go. Goodnight, Leanne.”

and with the cl headed to her room for a shower

Pogromnunt, Leanne finally

to d

with her own con orting scent, and the gentle glow from the nightlight stood

years. Gone were the days of easy frights and nightmares. It had been years since she’d experienced the kind of foreboding that had

anxiety slowly dissipated, and Leanne drifted off

shadow looming by the bedroom

prompted a gasp. She jolted upright, recoiling in her bed until her back abruptly collided with the solid

was practically at a standstill when she

its normal rhythm. She grabbed a pillow and flung

of your mind? Creeping around in the middle of the

Curtis, dropping to the floor. He bent down to pick it walked over to her.

up

and

mean to scare you. Just wanted to check on you. I don’t know you had such a hair-trigger,” he said

and started whacking him with it.

the face. He winced and waited for her to draw it back before he opened his eyes, clicking his tongue.

“If

he said,

with the pillow, unleashing her fury as if

from her grasp, his patience worn

up in Leanne’s eyes, but she fought them back fiercely. Crying

the gloss of tears

quite the back in front of others, only showing her

to