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

Chapter 192

The moment Curtis left for college, it seemed like Leanne had quickly learned the ropes of flirting with the younger boys, strolling home hand-in-hand under the night sky.

She was more interested in puppy love than hitting the books.

Clearly, Curtis hadn’t set the best example as a big brother. His own high school days were peppered with more scandalous rumors than Leanne could ever hope to match.

Despite his rebellious streak, Curtis had been raised well. He respected his parents and always showed deference to his older brother.

High school brought Curtis’ delayed rebellion to the forefront when his keen interest and talent for finance were met with staunch opposition from his parents, not support.

It was then that Curtis realized the freedom he had enjoyed wasn’t a product of parental indulgence or favoritism.

Instead, he had been raised as if he were a lost cause from birth, destined to squander his potential.

He had always thought he was the apple of his parents’ eye, but in truth, it was exile.

He even promised them, time and again, that he had no interest in competing with Phillip for the family business, but such assurances fell on deaf ears.

why his birthright seemed to say, “I’m coming for that inheritance,”

with the flow, allowing himself to

getting into brawls, hanging out with the wrong crowd, and dating girls who were, well,

wealth, it wasn’t hard for girls to throw

showering them with gifts without a second thought, but never investing

a scene or end things abruptly, and Curtis

injustice he felt with passivity and accepted his

Curtis was sullen and cynical

exams or perfectly avoid all the right answers on his scantrons, racking up astonishingly abysmal grades.

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competition problems at home, he’d suddenly think it

one expected him to

piano notes drifting from downstairs. Leaning back in his chair, he

piano.

windows, casting a warm glow on her as she played, her long lashes casting shadows