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?

leave a thriving career at Starlake to

can hate me,

could mention anything else, and Leanne could remain cool and detached, but when he brought up those six months in

inside her.

sweetness, so profoundly happy, they

a while before she spoke, “I once believed in your love. But it turned. out to

mistake? I practically laid my heart bare for you, and you can’t feel it

disrupted nerve back into place, striving to

you truly love me, what your relationship with Suzan is, it doesn’t matter to

your love.” She said it so calmly, so clearly, that Curtis was filled with a helpless feeling.

of running water, impossible

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bone-chilling, the wind so fierce it seemed to cut through his

pause, he asked again,

half-squatting in front of Leanne, his eyes locked onto hers, “I crave your love. Do you love me?”

at the question. She wasn’t sure if her expression gave

holding its eternal, distant hush