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.

with panic,

the elevator

closed did

of me! Would he come after us?”

beyond belief. Curtis, always so proud and aloof, reduced to kneeling. The shock had snapped her out of any

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

come after

at a meeting, he clearly looked beat. There was no

lightly around him, fearful of becoming the target of his unvented

was clear Curtis was in a foul mood, as if a cloud

handling a lost project

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“Mr. Richardson, your car’s been sent for repairs after that crash. Maybe you should get checked at the hospital.”

reminded of

pregnant lady from

reported. “Her husband called this morning to express their

sat back, lost in thought as

some health supplements,” he

word and stayed out