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

Chapter 224

“I wasn’t look for him,” Leanne said, diverting her gaze.

Devin, ever the social butterfly, didn’t wait for an invite to join their table; he just plopped down with his usual flair.

Not only did he seat himself, but he also gestured for others to join.

Joy, momentarily forgetting her complaints, stood with hands on hips, glaring. “Did we say you could sit here?”

Devin scoffed. “In Stonebridge, I’ve never needed permission to sit anywhere.”

Joy retorted, “Why don’t you go sit on Curtis’ head then?”

Caught off guard, Devin had to think fast. “If you think you’re brave enough to sit on Leanne’s head, well, I can play that game, too.”

Leanne couldn’t help but ponder Joy’s proposition, feeling a mix of amusement and resignation. “…Just sit down.”

“I can’t believe I couldn’t out-argue him,” Joy muttered, clearly annoyed. “Must be Austin throwing me off my game!”

Devin glanced at the drink menu with disdain, finding none to his, or as he put it, ‘Mr. Perez’s standards.’

booze is this? Got any

shook his head. “We

buy some,” Devin said, sliding over a

this group clearly not your average patrons – the waiter took the

ordering, Devin leaned towards Leanne, “Curtis likes this

–

his voice, he added, “He says it reminds

cocktail glass, her ears burning

dim, shifting lights of the bar concealed her flushed face. She

you guys talking about?” Joy

responded

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looked suspicious, but Devin, with a cocky lift of his eyebrow, draped one leg over the other. “Secrets between me and Leanne

that his comment might have crossed a line.

brash but not bad at heart, especially loyal to Curtis like a true brother. He wasn’t

words,” Jeremy cautioned.

the proverbial rebel, shot back, “Now