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 Dom Perignon?”

shook his head. “We

some,” Devin said, sliding over a black card. “Spare no

group clearly not your average patrons – the waiter

leaned towards Leanne, “Curtis

–

mouth and lowering his voice, he added, “He says it reminds him of

her cocktail glass,

of the bar concealed her flushed face. She gritted her teeth,

talking about?” Joy

responded quickly.

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with a cocky lift of his eyebrow, draped one leg over the other. “Secrets between me and Leanne are none of your

that his comment

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

your words,”

rebel, shot back, “Now you’re lecturing