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

Chapter 258

A deep sense of powerlessness overwhelmed Curtis as he slowly released her hand under her cool, indifferent gaze.

“Is this my punishment?” he asked bitterly.

Though his hands were cold, Leanne felt a chill upon letting go.

She didn’t answer, just turned and entered her house, leaving him behind.

The door closed in front of Curtis, cutting off the warm light and air, leaving him enveloped in a cold so fierce it felt like an army of frost had besieged him from all

directions.

He felt as cold as if he’d just been dragged out of an ice cellar, dejectedly kneeling outside the door, his whole being a picture of desolation.

He raised a hand to massage his throbbing temple, his voice hoarse but eerily cold.

“Have you two seen enough?”

In the elevator lobby, Joy, quick on her feet, yanked Selina back, frantically pressing the

elevator button.

her, eyes wide with panic, as if they were being chased.

elevator arrived, they

did Joy breathe a sigh of

that scared the hell out of me! Would he come after us?”

and aloof, reduced to kneeling. The

serious. “Pack your bags, we’re getting out of here!”

come after them.

at a meeting, he clearly looked beat. There was no hiding the bags under his eyes and how absolutely drained he

treaded lightly around him, fearful of becoming the target

if a cloud loomed

even handling a lost project with unusual

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the meeting, Caleb suggested gently, “Mr. Richardson, your car’s been sent for repairs after that crash. Maybe you should

reminded of

pregnant lady from yesterday?”

both healthy,” Caleb reported. “Her

air, Curtis sat back, lost in thought as he gazed out the window.

health supplements,” he suggested.

that day, Curtis kept his word and