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.’

of bottom-shelf booze is this?

shook his head. “We don’t carry

go buy some,” Devin said, sliding over

don’t run errands for customers, but sensing the vibe from this group clearly not your average patrons – the waiter took the card to the manager

Leanne, “Curtis

–

lowering his voice, he

grip tightened on her cocktail glass, her ears

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

guys talking about?” Joy leaned in, curious.

responded quickly.

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with a cocky lift of his eyebrow, draped one leg

comment might have crossed

but not bad at heart, especially loyal to Curtis like a true brother. He wasn’t trying to make Leanne uncomfortable.

your words,”

the proverbial rebel, shot back,