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.”

sincere gesture of warmth was extended her way, but Leanne hesitated,

his

all night, and with the cl headed to her room for a shower before

Pogromnunt, Leanne finally

to d

the gentle glow from the nightlight stood guard like a

frights and nightmares. It had been years since she’d experienced the kind of foreboding that had gripped

her anxiety slowly dissipated, and Leanne drifted off to sleep.

to a shadow looming by the bedroom wall.

washed over her, sending a chilling tingle through her scalp that prompted a gasp. She jolted upright, recoiling in her bed until her back abruptly collided with the

a standstill when she realized it

her heart to resume its

your mind? Creeping around in the middle of the night,

to the floor. He bent down to pick

up

and

I don’t

the pillow and started whacking him

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

“If

have flattened it by now,” he said,

with the pillow, unleashing her fury as if he were her

pillow from her grasp, his patience worn thin.

back fiercely. Crying out of fear

the gloss of tears

back in front of others, only

her to trust h tears fall freely in front of