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.

the group chat’s name.

finding the odd connection to

amusing.

away. “It’s not cool to

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

had somehow morphed into the epitome of an absolute jerk.

ge a little.

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

with that

name.

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was unusually free from the constant

you three, you might be the top stunner’ but what about the other

retorted, “Mind your

Golden Grove Manors, Leanne stepped out of the car and leaned in to

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

Why are you thanking my driver instead of me

Sometimes, patients thank the scissors,” Leanne quipped, ready to

in his seat, Curtis teased her, “I give you a ride home, and you

back. “I’m out of coffee