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.”

the Richardsons and the Watsons of Northbridge

expected this connection and felt

she

But…

know she’s my idol?” Leanne asked in confusion.

“You were delirious with a fever, clutching her poster and calling it ‘Mom. Forgot about that?”

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he might spill her secrets in front of the star, “I didn’t have a

in return.” They were almost at the head table, and everyone, including the

had set the trap, and now, as Leanne stepped in, he was ready to renegotiate

let’s make

into his trap, Leanne now locked eyes with the star, who was smiling warmly at her.

her as she tensed

meant for her ears only, “I’m allergic to the city hall and divorce, so don’t ever bring up those words around me.”

gently nudged her forward, and like a duck being led to water, Leanne found herself

reaching out with a smile, “Anne, is it? Nice to meet you.”

Leanne felt an emotional

name and even called her Anne.

shook her hand. Larissa’s slender, delicate hand felt

like her mother’s.

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

surprise crossed Larissa’s

the head table looked on