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.

were unpredictable, but Curtis’ Bentley was

he worked in the car on his laptop. Other times, he took calls outside, his demeanor more stern and authoritative than usual, exuding a decisive

genius. He was born to shine in

she wanted anything

work,

background filled with talk of private equity

off some instructions with rapid clarity, then turned to her with a patient tone, “Something’s come

she had been waiting for him.

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

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sit in

in your car is to drive to the city hall for divorce papers,” and then coldly, she hung up.

the plush leather sofa in his office, phone in hand,

tongue, “Ice queen.”

glances but kept quiet.

“Take Alan to Grechwond

by the sudden responsibility. “Mr. Richardson, you mean I’m

flipped through the acquisition plan, making quick notes. “I’m tied up. No travel for me for a