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

Chapter 148

Leanne hopped into the car and casually told Jake, “Go to Golden Grove Manors.”

Curtis glanced over with his eyebrows raised. “Back to the old haunt, huh?”

The days she’d spent at Crystal Cove Villas were a mix of false bliss and harsh reality, which she had no desire to revisit.

She had moved there temporarily because of Derek’s threats. Since the danger he posed was gone, considering she felt more at home in Golden Grove Manors, it was time to return to her sanctuary.

“Curiosity killed the cat, you know,” Leanne shot back, evading his question.

As Leanne finished her sentence, she suddenly remembered Curtis, in this very car, once said the same thing to her..

Back then, he still sarcastically called her “Mrs. Richardson”, but now, he was nothing more than her almost-ex-husband.

It felt like history repeating itself.

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She wondered if Curtis remembered his words. He just said with a snarky tone, “What’s with the teenage rebellion, divorcing and all?”

Leanne didn’t feel like engaging in conversation. She turned to gaze out the window, but her phone buzzed with a new message, drawing her attention back inside.

Curtis’ gaze lazily swept over her screen, catching a glimpse of the flashy emojis. It wasn’t Jeremy.

eyes landed on the group chat’s

finding the odd connection to her quite

amusing.

her screen away. “It’s not cool to snoop on someone’s

and they bombarded it daily with their banter, from yesterday’s leftover-tasting takeout to the

Curtis had somehow morphed into the epitome of

ge a little.

Leanne opened the chat and saw that name, she couldn’t help but cringe She wondered what had been going through Selina’s head when she came up

with that

name.

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unusually free from the constant calls and laptop

“Out of you three, you might be the top stunner’ but what about the other two?”

your own

out of the car and leaned in to thank the

flattered by her politeness, quickly responding, “Ma’am, it’s all part of the

Why are you thanking my driver instead of me directly? Do your patients thank

Leanne quipped, ready to close the car door.

a ride home, and

shot back. “I’m out of coffee at