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

Chapter 173

In the photo, Leanne was resting on the edge of the pool, her head cradled in her arms, her fair, rosy cheeks flushed with warmth, her long lashes damp, and lips a tender shade of pink. Droplets of water glistened in her damp hair.

The photo captured only from her chest up, nothing inappropriate revealed, yet the flushed face and hint of soft skin against the shimmering water would make any guy’s heart skip a beat.

Innocence and allure captured perfectly in one frame.

“Please, don’t sell it,” Selina pleaded earnestly. “I’m terrified my brother would fall head over heels and never recover.”

“I’ll hold onto it until he’s made it big. I’ve got a goldmine of beautiful shots in my phone, I’m set for life

ever do

tell me what’s mine is yours? So what’s the issue

was almost persuaded, “You’ve missed your calling as a capitalist overlord!”

sell it to me,” said a voice from behind them,

unison to see

epitome of elegance. and privilege, reminiscent of

man had the looks sharp, refined features