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

Chapter 185

Leanne was on an emotional roller coaster when it came to her feelings for Curtis. It was a tumultuous mix of love and hate.

On one hand, she was miffed that he’d set a trap for her to fall into, and on the other, she felt enveloped by joy in that very trap, almost tempted to sing him a song of thanks.

“Aren’t you supposed to be back tomorrow?” she asked again.

Curtis stretched out languidly, “The pilot must’ve had a lead foot today, and we made it back ahead of schedule.”

A flight was only about three to four hours. To arrive a day early, it would have to be a time machine, not a plane.

But if he hadn’t come back, she wouldn’t have had the chance to get cozy with Larissa.

So Leanne bit back her retort and swallowed her grievances silently.

“Who’s the guy you were on the phone with?” Curtis inquired.

“Which guy?” Leanne asked, genuinely puzzled

Curtis hummed dismissively, “The busy bee buzzing around you. You’re asking me?”

Busy bee? Leanne’s mind clicked, Jeremy. He must mean Jeremy.

“Jeremy had work commitments. He just dropped Penelope off and they left soon after.”

You’re moving fast,” Curtis said, a hint of sourness in his voice. “If I had come back a day later, would you two be picking out baby

as she shoved past his arm and

table,

was a

contain their excitement, both fixated on the

the picture? Do you have a

Larissa is pretty standoffish in private. Is she easy to

did she say to you just now?”

she smell as good as she looks?”

The photo is with her assistant, and she said she’ll send it to me later,” Leanne said, pulling out her phone

her, “Why are

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Leanne whispered as if guarding a precious secret, not wanting

chuckled at her cautious demeanor, his earlier jealousy dissipating, a smile

risks of waiting, “Why wait? You could just take out your phone

in half a

on the edge a bit.”He said it with such openness, leisurely leaning back in his chair, it was hard to tell if he was teasing her or being genuinely affectionate, “Leanne, indulge me a

value of Larissa’s contact, held her irritation in check, “Are you a toddler

the uptake, pieced together the key information from their

had Larissa’s