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’ve got

family ever do

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

almost persuaded, “You’ve missed your calling as a capitalist

me,” said a voice from behind them, startling both.

unison to see the real deal.

a dark grey overcoat, the epitome of elegance. and privilege, reminiscent of an early-days Korean drama lead with his own soundtrack.

the man had the looks sharp, refined features with an air of lazy sophistication