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.’

bottom-shelf booze is this? Got any Dom Perignon?”

his head. “We don’t carry

sliding over a black

this group clearly not your average patrons – the waiter

Leanne, “Curtis likes

–

voice, he added,

on her cocktail glass, her

of the bar concealed her flushed face. She gritted her teeth, “You didn’t have to tell me that.”

are you guys talking about?”

Leanne responded

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a cocky lift of his eyebrow, draped one leg

too late that his comment might have crossed a

bad at heart, especially loyal to Curtis like a

mind your words,” Jeremy

rebel, shot back,