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

Chapter 170

If it had been three months earlier, maybe Leanne would have been thrilled by those

words.

But now, that phrase which once kept her up at night, trapped within an invisible had

cage,

become something she shied away from.

“I really don’t know. I can’t figure you out, never could,” Leanne said. “You say you love me, but it doesn’t feel like love to me.”

“I don’t love you? Then why did I go to all the trouble to convince you to go to Northwood, learning how to cook for you, serving you hand and foot like you’re royalty? What am I, a domestic god in the making, or just a bored rich kid playing at being a servant?

I panicked when I couldn’t reach you for a few hours, dropping everything at work to come find you? ElitePinnacle was just taking off, gunning for its first major IPO project, and it all fell apart because I walked out.

When Derek White took you into that club room, I was so frantic I kicked down the door. I waited outside your place for half an hour, just to see when Jeremy would leave?

would I leave a thriving career at Starlake to come back here and

“Leanne, you can hate

could remain cool and detached, but when he brought up those six months in Northwood, there was still something that

inside her.

sweetness, so profoundly happy, they were likely to be unforgettable

once believed in your love. But it turned. out to be the biggest mistake of my life, and I

mistake? I practically laid my heart bare for you, and you can’t feel it at all?” Curtis’ voice was hoarse, “Leanne, how

slowly, easing the disrupted nerve back into place,

truly love me, what

so calmly, so

handful of running water, impossible

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the wind so fierce it seemed to cut through his entire being every

pause, he asked again, “What about you?”

on one knee, half-squatting in front of Leanne, his eyes locked

beat at the question.

Misty Mountain holding its eternal, distant hush