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

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

a visceral pain causing tears to well

it seemed like

of hope for rescue dimmed, overpowered by a wave of despair that threatened to engulf her like a dark marsh.

couch by Derek, her struggles and resistance

frenzy, tearing Leanne’s clothing as she couldn’t hold back her fear and sobs,

me. Curtis, please, save

hallway, fumbled for a cigarette in his pocket and stuck

veined and trembling for reasons unknown, struggled

the wall. Gone

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nothing more than to turer in

do such a thing?”

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 some

leaned into him like that.

with a man

the cigarette and strode back, his

Today, even if Leanne cursed him to his face, he was going to chop

calm down. The club manager, having received the news, rushed over

priority was to ensure client privacy. Mr. Curtis might not fear making enemies, but

demanded without even glancing

on the door

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,

around Curtis, trying to appease his

with barely contained rage, “If you don’t, I’ll kick it