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?”

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 back watching the show

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

been begging for your mercy. How could I

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

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

all you want, but I’ve tried. I’ve tried to go through with this divorce,

I didn’t love 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

on her eyelids, tasting the saltiness of her tears.

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“Honey, let’s make up, please?”

is the longest fight we’ve ever had. It’s been too long. Let’s make up.”

that in

the grievances she thought she had

rolling down her cheeks, sliding off her

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

was no escape, no way out.

the emotional turmoil plummeted to a low, leaving