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

Chapter 253

A sleek black Bentley, like a graceful yet urgent beast, tore through the night.

The hustle and bustle of neon lights outside the window formed dazzling streaks of color, with the howling wind and roar of the engine all kept at bay. Inside the car, the only sound was Curtis’ heartbeat, pounding violently in his chest.

Arriving at the hospital, he barely bothered to park properly before hurrying out.

All eight elevators in the lobby were nowhere in sight and he couldn’t wait a second longer, turning into the stairwell to stride upwards.

On the ninth floor, the young ophthalmologist in the office looked up in surprise.

Curtis, slightly out of breath, asked, “Where’s Leanne?”

“Dr. Castillo took my shift. She’s off today…”

Amy didn’t get to finish before Curtis had already turned and was striding away.

The night streets were jam-packed, headlights merging into a long river. The drivers’ frustration equally congested.

Curtis’ speed was a bit reckless, not nearly as fast as his heart felt like it would burst. He handled the steering wheel quickly and skillfully, dodging in and out of the traffic.

He crossed the congested roads through the dwindling city lights.

time machine to zoom back in time, he wouldn’t have hopped on that anniversary flight to Starlake. Instead, he’d find her, wrap her up in his arms, and tell her she’s the best girl ever and that he

utter that irretrievable childish remark, not to doubt her

mock her bob haircut.

back to the very beginning, not to let her parents be kidnapped, not

grow up happy and carefree. He would love her well

Manors flashed on, and the Bentley swiftly

the right lane suddenly darted

avoid it, but it was too late. The

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to a stop after hitting a fence, Curtis lurched forward, the airbag

organs seemed to search for their rightful places, he fought off

car door was dented in, but it was nothing compared to the

man scrambled up from the pavement. Curtis was furious, “You ran a red light in this traffic. Are you

his face filled with urgency and nearing tears, apologized profusely, “I’m

on the ground not far behind, his anger intensified but remained stuck in

help his heavily pregnant wife. Curtis,

the aftermath.

here to take care