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

Chapter 177

Leanne rubbed her temples, feeling the weight of the lie she had told at the peak of their last hike. She had only woven that tale to keep him from clinging on to hope.

In just a few days, she’d have the divorce papers in hand, and whatever had transpired between her and Curtis wouldn’t matter anymore. The final curtain would fall, and they’d go their separate ways, strangers once again.

What was the point in letting him know that once, she had loved him deeply?

She didn’t want to complicate things any further.

“So, what exactly do you want to believe?” Leanne’s tone was icy. “Do I need to spell out the answers you want to hear for you to accept them? If that’s the case, I can do that.”

“I don’t care about the answers. Come downstairs and tell me to my face, looking me in the eye,” he insisted.

Leanne pulled the curtains closed. “It’s late, I’m heading to bed now.”

Curtis spoke in a measured pace, leaving no room for rebuttal. “If you don’t come down, I’m coming up. You know I’m a gentleman by day, but at night, all bets are off.”

Leanne paused for a few seconds. “Why do you always get to call the shots?”

whenever it pleases you. I have to walk whichever path you

have evaporated as he softened tone, sounding resigned. “I apologize. You don’t have to come down if you don’t want You call

highness was unforgiving. “If there’s nothing else,

the line went dead with a definitive

was hard on the magnolias that thrived in warmth; they withered, casting silent shadows over Curtis as he

the phone in his hand and

him in the chilly

the doorbell rang. Expecting Joy, who had offered her a lift to work, she dashed to

door swung open. “You actually opened the door? Why

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toothpaste foam, tried to speak, but quickly shut her mouth as

toothbrush buzzed away.

Curtis chuckled. “You too.” He held up a bag

bang, the door slammed in

and tsked. “That was a