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

Chapter 248

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The papers were scattered everywhere, and Leanne’s hands trembled with a fury that threatened to engulf her. She clenched her fists, tears welling in her eyes despite her efforts to hold them back.

“Do you find this amusing?”

Curtis rose from the couch and walked over to embrace her, apologizing.

“I wasn’t playing a game with you. That day, I had convinced myself to go through with the divorce. But sitting at that table at the city hall, with each signature, it felt like I was

carving out a piece of my heart. So, when I got to the final document, I couldn’t go through with it.”

“Leanne, I don’t want a divorce.”

Even at the height of their misunderstandings, he couldn’t bear the thought of divorcing her. The idea of becoming strangers was like the cruelest curse.

He had signed countless contracts, the signature “Curtis” becoming a muscle memory effortlessly executed. Yet, he felt signing the divorce agreement was more painful than being skinned alive.

“So, you’ve been deceiving me from the start. You’ve been stringing me along, treating me like a fool for several months?”

back on the past few months, how she’d been kept out of the loop, all the while she was counting down the days to what she

the harder it was to suppress the

“I’ve been begging for

that you might change your mind, hoping this signature would never come to light if

jerk, a complete idiot, a scumbag, a monster, damned to hell, utterly heartless. Let me do the cursing

want, but I’ve tried. I’ve tried to

you so much. Then I wouldn’t have gotten so upset, saying things that hurt you. I thought about letting you go, but I can’t let

breath on her eyelids, tasting the saltiness of

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“Honey, let’s make

the longest fight we’ve ever had. It’s been too long.

had called her that in

to suppress her tears, but along with them, all the grievances she thought she had gotten over in the past three years were

tears rolling down her cheeks, sliding off her

of a cliff, with deep valleys in front and behind her, not knowing whether to jump

no escape, no way

of anger, the emotional turmoil plummeted to a low, leaving