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

Chapter 134

What the hell was he doing here, knocking on doors? To witness his ex-wife, Leanne, intertwined in the embrace of another man-making love the way they used to?

His buddies, tagging along for the ride, were desperately trying to talk some sense into

him,

“It’s Scott’s birthday bash, let’s not ruin the night.”

“Yeah, dude, you guys are divorced, right? We’re all adults here.”

“Curtis, I get it’s tough to swallow, but you gotta move on,” Suzan tried to reason with

patience, “Barging in there’s just gonna make Leanne look bad. You can’t let your jealousy put her in that spot.”

“Get lost.” Curtis could barely keep a lid on his

anger.

His friends fell silent, quickly retreating back to their booth.

Suzan pursed her lips, witnessing a side of Curtis she’d never seen before, a man

unhinger

? He’s right outside.”

side of the door, the mention of Curtis’ voice made Derek’s excitement surge

was on some high. Gripping Leanne’s face tightly, he hissed, “Why’d you stop aking noise?

from his pinch, a visceral pain

seemed like

to fade, and the flicker of hope for rescue dimmed, overpowered by a wave of despair that threatened to engulf her

Derek, her struggles

clothing as she couldn’t

Curtis, please, save

standing in the hallway, fumbled for a cigarette in his pocket and stuck it

veined and trembling for reasons unknown, struggled

by fury, Curtis kicked the shiny metal ashtray stand against the wall. Gone was the composure and

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more than to turer in and turn that man to

could you do such a thing?”

and prideful in his presence, requiring gente.com/ing and carefia handling. A slightly raunchy joke in bed would cause her cheeks to flush as she playfully swatted at him. Now look at her, so capable, casually entangled with

into him like

private club with a man

strode back, his face dark as a storm.

freedom. Today, even if Leanne cursed him to his face, he was going to chop that guy

received the news, rushed over a signaled his staff to block the

Curtis might not fear making enemies, but if they let him through today, they might as well shut down the

glancing at him, his gaze

on the door

it. Did we fail to meet your expectations somewhere? It’s just these underlings, and they don’t get it. I meant to attend to you personally, got held up a bit, and rushed right over. Zack, fetch the vintage bottle from my office and send

hovered around Curtis, trying to appease

going to open it or not?” Curtis’ voice smoldered with barely contained rage, “If you don’t, I’ll kick it