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

Chapter 158

After her rage subsided, a profound sense of helplessness washed over her.

Leanne sat at the desk, effectively trapped by him. She could neither run nor hide.

She stared into Curtis’ brooding eyes, his dogged determination not to relent until he had his answers, and she felt exhausted.

He fell for another girl, yet he consistently brought up Phillip as if she were the one who had betrayed their marriage.

“Curtis, what do you want? Why do you have to push me like this?”

His grip on her loosened slightly, his fingertips grazing her cheek gently, his once forceful tone mellowing as he coaxed her.

“I’m not pushing you. Just be good and answer me, okay?”

Leanne was indeed someone who responded better to a gentle touch. She pursed her lips. and faced off with Curtis for a moment before she replied. “I see Phillip as family, like Mary was to me, a relative who’s always been kind. Is that enough for you?”

Curtis’ heart felt like a heavy bell, struck by a dull clapper, vibrating ominously in his chest. “Then why did you tell Mom you wanted to marry him? That didn’t make sense

“I was thinking of Mary’s wishes, okay? I just wanted to get through three years. peacefully. Phillip is more reliable than you,” Leanne said softly, “He wouldn’t mistreat me.”

Curtis’ heart sank as if it was suffocating every organ within him.

Past events cascaded through his mind like a fast-rewinding film, eventually shattering into sharp, fragmented pieces that jabbed at every nerve.

“Is that all?” Curtis pressed.

is

him?” Curtis asked

said

her waist as he realized he had misunderstood something.

colossal,

his interrogation. “If you don’t love Phillip, why did you stare at him the day when he introduced Tina Watson

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recall the events he

time of

self-esteem, plunging her repeatedly into a whirlpool

of love, just as she always

loved her? It

find her laughable, right? Cheap and foolish, easily won over by the slightest bit of

edge of a cliff, about to tumble into the abyss.

daydream incessantly, and at night, the vast emptiness of the bridal suite engulfed

nightmares returning, and even when sleep finally

fiancée home, she saw

same side of the dining

dare look in his direction, frightened of encountering his icy, mocking gaze. She had already shed her protective

struggle to swallow. Everything Leanne

Phillip and Tina seemed like a contrasting image to her and

a high-profile family. Her engagement to Phillip was much like Leanne’s to Curtis, arranged by their parents, a transaction devoid of affection. Yet, they