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

Chapter 196

Leanne stared into the void, and her mind went blank.

What an odd thing to say.

“You’re not hiding a baby in there, are you?” Curtis eyed her suspiciously, “You guard that place like Fort Knox, fearing I’ll catch a glimpse.”

Leanne almost forgot she should ignore his nonsense and felt like calling him an idiot.

She held her tongue, though, and gave him the silent treatment.

Curtis wrapped his arms around her from behind, a sigh of resignation falling above her head.

“If you won’t eat breakfast, can you at least talk to me?”

As the elevator opened, Leanne pried his arms off her. “We can talk when you’re ready to discuss the divorce papers.”

Curtis snorted, “Maybe I should just poison you and put us out of misery.”

Seeing them exit, Jake hurried out of the car and opened the door with a respectful bow. Leanne marched past, hailing her cab and leaving without a backward glance.

For several days, Curtis showed up at her doorstep, punctual as a clockwork. At first, Leanne wouldn’t open the door. Later, he got the hint and stopped knocking altogether.

work hours were unpredictable, but Curtis’ Bentley was a constant

his laptop. Other times, he took calls outside, his demeanor more stern

fidel genius. He was

she wanted anything to do with him.

busy at work, she

up, and Curtis sounded occupied, his background filled with talk of private equity

with rapid clarity, then turned to her with a patient

as if she had been waiting for him.

would I wait for you?” Leanne replied coldly, “I don’t need a

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“Can’t you just sit in the

to the city hall for divorce papers,” and then coldly, she hung

plush leather sofa in his office, phone

tongue, “Ice queen.”

executives nearby exchanged glances

pocketed his phone and told Caleb, “Take Alan to Grechwond

stunned by the sudden responsibility. “Mr. Richardson,

“I’m tied up. No travel for