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

Chapter 135

Derek had his fair share of conquests but Leannewas the one who really made him work.

for it.

It was all because she insisted on going camping with Curtis that day, her moans so alluring, the sweet, desperate whimper of her voice as she tried to hold back, yet couldn’t resist. Every time he remembered, it sent a tingle down his spine.

Maybe if she had been a bit more brazen, he might have lost interest. Or, perhaps if she hadn’t been Curtis’ girl, he wouldn’t have been so obsessed with having her for a little fun. Derek dared to assault her as he felt untouchable. Leanne was the perfect target, sheltered and thus inexperienced, well-educated with a strong sense of pride, and a respectable job that made her care deeply about her image.

Would she dare go to the police, risking her future and reputation?

Would she have the face to seek help from her ex-husband Curtis, a man who had left her

or another woman?

With photos and videos in his possession, it would be like a chain around her neck. With a little sweet talk, she might even come to him willingly.

What he didn’t count on was Curtis showing up.

Derek had bided his time until Curtis was officially divorced, too cowardly to cross him

otherwise.

seeing Curtis’ dark, menacing expression, he also felt a surge

Mr. High-and-Mighty Curtis could lose control over a woman.

Leanne tied up, her eyes brimming with tears, and his rage turned violently. murderous. His neck veins bulged

for it, you son of

on Derek’s face, sending him crashing to the floor. Before he could get up, a

went over to help Leanne up, his fingers wiping the tears from

with her tears. Her lips, white from biting, he touched gently,

nearby fruit bowl, he took a knife and carefully cut through the

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was red and broken, tiny beads of blood evident from

anger, his

like she was rescued from a rope dangling over

incredibly comforting in the aftermath, her attempt

her, to reassure her, but

room.

clenched like rocks,

off his custom wristwatch and pried open her clenched hand to place it inside.

relaxed, “This watch is one of a

white-knuckled grip eased.

pulling the jacket over her head to shield