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.”

her way, but Leanne hesitated, afraid it might be too

Laura watching intently, Jeremy cleared his throat, “I

turning all night, and with the cl headed to her

Pogromnunt, Leanne finally

to d

gentle glow from the nightlight stood guard like a loyal knight, ensuring

years. Gone were the days of easy frights and nightmares. It had been

space, her anxiety slowly dissipated, and Leanne drifted off

to a shadow looming by

a chilling tingle through her scalp that prompted a gasp. She jolted upright, recoiling in her bed until her back

a standstill when she realized it

full two seconds for her heart to resume its normal rhythm. She grabbed a pillow and flung it at him.

in the middle of the night, you know how scary that is?.”

to the floor. He bent down to pick it walked

up

and

check on you. I don’t know

pillow and started

winced and waited for her to

“If

nose had been fake, you’d have flattened it by now,” he said, rubbing his nose, “Feel better? If

hesitate to thrash him with the pillow, unleashing her fury as if he were her greatest enemy.

Curtis snatched the pillow from her grasp, his patience worn thin. “Do you want to

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

saw the gloss

usual cool demeanor, Leanne was quite the back in front of others, only showing

persuade her to trust h