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 fixture

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

was a bona fidel genius. He was born to shine

that didn’t mean she wanted anything to do with him.

at work, she

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

rattled off some instructions with rapid clarity, then turned to her with a patient

if she had been waiting for

for you?” Leanne replied coldly, “I don’t

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you just sit in the car for a

“The only way I’m stepping in your car is to drive to the city hall for divorce

leather sofa in his office, phone in

tongue, “Ice queen.”

nearby exchanged glances

Alan to Grechwond

was stunned by the sudden responsibility. “Mr. Richardson, you mean

acquisition plan, making quick notes. “I’m tied up. No