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

Chapter 130

Leanne frowned, irritation etched in the creases of her brow, “Like I said, it’s none of your business.”

Her refusal to argue was, in essence, an admission of guilt.

A fire ignited within Curtis, a blaze of anger that snuffed out his appetite. He dropped his spoon back into the bowl with a clatter.

“So, what’s the story? You suddenly move back and now Golden Grove Manors is too cramped for you?” He sneered, “Since when did the Turner family fall on hard times? Can’t afford to gift a house and now you’re back squatting in your ex’s place?”

Leanne pushed her bowl away and stood up abruptly.

“Curtis, grab your things and get out. I never want to see you again.” she spat.

Snatching her coat, she prepared to leave for work.

Laura stood by

+ can pack

tching her apron in a fluster “Aren’t you going to finish your breakfast? you to eat on the go…”

ary.” Leanne’s voice was icy, “You work for him, and I certainly don’t need es lingering around. You might as well leave with him.”

nad just dropped her off, and Curtis already knew about it. Laura him off; that was the only way he could have found out.

must have

in not…” Laura started to explain, but Leanne was not in the mood for excuses.

him still seated at the dining table, his handsome

descended the front steps, only to spin around and fiddle with the keypad lock, attempting to

and not having used it in a while, she had forgotten the

jab, “Need help changing it, or should I teach

Leanne

a nave un

straightening herself, “I’ll change it tonight. And I’ll throw

house just as Jeremy’s car

noting her

a composed smile, “Nothing, really. You didn’t need

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being paranoid last night, miking everyone else ancious for no

and derwhelming, leaving her unsure of how to respond without giving the wrong

always be scientifically explained but shouldn’t be tgnored if it’s a falen alarm

there really wasn’t anyone there last night, but you felt scared, that means the environment was

Leanne had often been accused of being too sensitive or overthinking things.

“Thank you”

don’t feel burdened,” Jeremy insisted. “If Selina were in the same situation, you’d

equivalence. You and Selina are not the

of the moment or the genuine warmth in

under her

got me up at the crack of dawn, insisting I drive you to ork, worried about you being alone. She hustled

you want to

still had food, albeit amidst a slightly