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 thought would be her freedom, and all the while he was sitting

the harder it was to suppress the tears. “Have you ever respected

gently cleaned her tears. “I’ve been begging for your mercy. How could

to the hope that you might change your mind, hoping this signature would never come to light if we didn’t go

idiot, a scumbag, a monster, damned to hell, utterly heartless. Let

I’ve tried. I’ve tried to go through

wish I didn’t love you so much. Then I wouldn’t have gotten so upset, saying things

warm breath on her eyelids, tasting the saltiness

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voice grew husky. “Honey, let’s make up, please?”

we’ve ever had. It’s

her that in their sweetest moments.

she had gotten over in the past

crying, tears rolling down her cheeks, sliding off

edge of a cliff, with deep valleys in front and behind her, not

there was no escape, no way

of anger, the emotional turmoil plummeted to a low,