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

Chapter 225

Leanne kept her movements minimal, nearly invisible amidst the bar’s raucous

atmosphere.

Curtis glanced down at the large wine stain on his jeans, pausing for a moment before speaking, “You’re pretty welcoming today, hitting me with a drink right off the bat.”

He was quite good at patting himself on the back. Leanne rolled her eyes, “Who said anything about buying you a drink?”

“Well then, allow me,” Curtis flagged down the bartender, about to place an order.

That’s when he locked eyes with Jeremy.

The bartender, tablet in hand, approached them politely, “What can I get for you two?”

Jeremy said, “Another martini, please.”

Turning to Curtis, the bartender asked, “And for you, sir?”

on Jeremy across the table, charged with an unspoken

them, an odd, repelling magnetic field seemed to

barely hid a

the towel

his gaze flickering towards Jeremy as he placed the cocktail in front

was surprised by Jeremy’s thoughtfulness, realizing he noticed her spilling the drink on Curtis, and felt a tad embarrassed.

a

irked. Tossing the towel on the table, he leaned back into the sofa resting his left

stars.

didn’t drink it. Instead, he twirled the ornate glass in hi fingers, his gaze drifting towards Jeremy, “Haven’t seen you around in a while. How com you didn’t bring your girlfriend

glanced at Leanne

“Was it

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before; nothing scandalous about that. But bringing it up in front of Leanne felt pointed.

name was Wendy. We broke up six months

seemed intended for a specific

on his lips, “What’s your type then? How about a doctor? My wife’s hospital has plenty of eligible single