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

Chapter 184

Leanne’s gaze snapped up to the head table as she caught the movie star’s eyes fixed in her direction.

Curtis’ deep voice rolled out lazily, “Made up your mind? I only take people I know well to meet her.”

Gritting her teeth, Leanne hesitated for a few seconds. Idols were her world, and if she passed up this opportunity, who knew if she’d ever get another chance?

She put down her fork and stood up.

Tonight, Leanne was just another face in the crowd, and compared to the dolled-up celebrities and social media darlings, her simple black dress seemed understated.

She wore a turtleneck sweater that embraced her shape perfectly, completed with a velvet skirt, elegant and reminiscent of a black swan.

Curtis’ arm slipped naturally around her waist, escorting her towards the head table. With their steps in sync and silhouettes matching, it was clear these two were no strangers.

They left behind a table full of people immersed in a gossipy and awkward atmosphere.

Joy reveled in the discomfort of others, grinning cheekily at Lisa, “Yes, she’s the ‘ugly wife’ you were talking about. Quite hideous indeed, just about a million miles prettier than you, I’d say.”

Lisa was shocked.

“You know Ms. Watson?” Leanne was full of questions now.

She had seen Curtis talking to her just moments ago.

“Not really, met her for the first time today,” Curtis explained, “She’s Tina’s aunt.”

and after all, the Richardsons and the Watsons of Northbridge

hadn’t expected this connection and felt a twinge of regret.

Phillip’s marriage to Ms. Watson hadn’t fallen through, she might have had

But…

you know she’s my idol?” Leanne

eyes crinkled with a teasing smile, “You were delirious with a fever, clutching

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worried he might spill her secrets in front of the star, “I didn’t have a picture of my mom at that time, and don’t you go

won’t if you do something for me in return.” They were almost at the

capitalist, had set the trap, and now, as Leanne

let’s make

he wouldn’t be so kind-hearted. Realizing too late that she had fallen into his trap, Leanne now locked eyes

premonition washed over her as she tensed up, “What do you want?”

voice was a low murmur, meant for her ears only, “I’m allergic to the city hall and

Curtis gently nudged her forward, and like a duck being

reaching out with a smile, “Anne, is

to her mother, Leanne felt an emotional lump forming in her throat and her eyes getting

and even called her

nervous and elated, shook her hand. Larissa’s slender, delicate hand felt

like her

within her, Leanne almost blurted out, “Mom…”

surprise

others at the head table looked on in