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

some high. Gripping Leanne’s face tightly, he hissed, “Why’d you stop

flushed red from his pinch, a visceral pain causing tears to well

but it seemed like no one outside could

to fade, and the flicker of hope for rescue dimmed, overpowered by

her

Derek into a frenzy, tearing Leanne’s clothing as she couldn’t hold back her fear and sobs, crying out

please, save me.”

in his pocket and stuck it between his

for reasons unknown, struggled

kicked the shiny metal ashtray stand against the wall. Gone

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boiling rage threatened to burst his vens te wanted nothing more than to turer in and turn that

could you do such a

her cheeks to flush as she playfully swatted at him. Now look at her, so capable, casually entangled with some

into him like

was she doing in a private club with a man alone? What else could they be

strode back, his face

him to his face, he was going to chop

Curtis, please, calm down. The club manager, having received the news, rushed over a signaled his

their top priority was to ensure client privacy. Mr. Curtis might not fear making enemies, but if they let him through today, they might as well shut down the club

without even glancing at

on the door

meant to attend to you personally, got held up a bit, and rushed right

trying to appease his anger.

not?” Curtis’ voice smoldered with barely