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

Chapter 161

Devin slouched back in his chair, an arm draped casually over the backrest, one leg crossed over the other. With a cocky grin, he taunted, “So what? You say it’s yours and it magically becomes yours?”

“I ordered it, it’s mine-ever heard of intellectual property rights?” Joy reached for the wooden platter holding the pizza, but Devin slapped his hand down to stop her.

“Intellectual property, my foot! It’s just a pizza, it doesn’t have your name on it!”

Joy retorted with a snort, “Bullshit!”

Devin stood up, his face sour with irritation, “Wanna say that again?”

Leanne, who was walking towards them, tensed, worried that Joy might be at a disadvantage.

Before she could intervene, Devin’s eyes caught sight of her approach, and his belligerent demeanor quickly deflated into a sheepish grin.

Leanne puzzled over when she had become so intimidating.

Then Curtis’ deep voice resonated from behind her, “If you’re that hungry, why don’t you haul yourself back to town and eat your fill?”

“I’m not hungry anymore, okay?” Devin pushed the pizza towards Joy, looking thoroughly disgruntled. “Guess I’m the low man here now.

Without turning back, Leanne said to Joy, “Just take it and go.”

picked up the pizza, triumphantly snorting at Devin, “Eat your heart

turned to head back to their

seeing the frown on her face, he loosened his grip, letting his fingers rest lightly around

minutes,” he pleaded, his stance humble, “Just

her wrist away, “No.”

retreating figure, “Can’t you trust

in her

other patrons sensing the tension, uncertain of what to do

indignation, as if she might slap

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I’d sooner believe I’m Elvis Presley!

brushed past her,

her table.

the stares from everyone else; he approached Leanne, determined to have his say.

to what I have to say. Let me explain things. to you, then you can decide if you want to trust me.”

towards them, but Devin grabbed her quickly, “Don’t stir the pot.”

pizza, couldn’t easily break free. “Let go of me, or I swear I’ll

than pleasant past flashed through Devin’s mind, darkening his expression, “You’re stubborn as a mule, aren’t

looked Curtis in the eye.