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

Chapter 213

Curtis had just gone upstairs, only to find someone had beaten him to it.

Why is it that when Jeremy shows up, she doesn’t mind him interrupting her work?

And there she is, flashing Jeremy one of her dazzling smiles.

What’s so funny? Is it Jeremy’s face that’s laugh-worthy?

How long had it been since she had smiled at him? Every time she saw him, it was nothing but scowls and if looks could kill, Curtis would be riddled with holes by now.

Why does she light up so much around Jeremy?

Could it be, even just a little, that she actually likes Jeremy?

Sudden jealousy flared up in Curtis like gasoline poured over his heart’s embers, igniting a chaotic blaze, a wildfire that left his reason scorched to nothing.

Curtis was half-tempted to pack that cake, along with Jeremy, into a fireworks cannon and blast them into the sky.

But clinging to his last shred of sanity, he didn’t go in. Instead, he walked away, lighting a cigarette in the cold air to calm himself down.

This wasn’t like him at all. Since when did Mr. Curtis need to avoid anyone?

afraid of saying something in a fit of rage that

hedgehog was proving to be

he’d wasted so much effort on those fireworks, only for Jeremy to end enjoying them. Maybe he should charge Jeremy a viewing

is Curtis,

comment. With a cold snort, Curtis thought, “Never

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came here for at Christmas? To eavesdrop and throw you

on the edge of a hospital flower bed, his cigarette-holding hand resting on his knee, his dark trousers making his slender fingers stand out even more. With a snurk that carried a hint of irony, he said with feigned propriety, “Of course not. I was worried my wife wouldn’t have enough fun celebrating her birthday with another man,

his voice. “Nobody

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resist my helpful nature?” He took a drag from his cigarette, exhaling at stream of smoke that curled upwards, brushing

sarcasm, retorted, “With all your goodness, you might

Curtis

the cigarette from his mouth,

benefit anyone else,” he said slowly, lifting his eyelids, “You’re self-sacrificing, I’m generous

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must be crazy.”.

Curtis agreed amiably, “All these ailments, you’ve driven me to them. If

Leanne was speechless.