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

Chapter 275

Her facade finally shattered.

She followed him outside, calling out to Curtis’ retreating figure, “Am I invisible to you? Is it only Leanne you see?”

Ms. Wright was always so polished and poised, but now she looked like someone who had lost her sparkle.

“You embarrassed me at Devin’s birthday. Do you know they all laughed at me?”

Curtis had reached his car by then, unlocking it, but turned around at her words, “My heart only has room for one, and it’s all for her. If that’s uncomfortable for you, then I’m truly sorry.”

Suzan’s fingers were clenched tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh, “So, you don’t care about anyone else’s feelings just to make her happy?”

“Yes.”

There wasn’t a hint of hesitation in Curtis’ answer. His deep, usually intoxicating eyes seemed cold and indifferent under the twilight sky.

“You all have gained something from me one way or another. I owe none of you anything. Only she has received nothing but pain from me.”

He opened the car door, and his last words before getting in were carried by the wind to Suzan, the self-mockery and desolation in them not blown away.

Curtis said, “And yet, she’s the one I care for the most.”

and out of sleep, unaware of how much time had passed, when a m forceful,

Mrs. Waldron

knock, knock-three times, louder

and went to the door, forgetting her mask in

there.

are you

pale, her lips devoid of color, a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead-eithe from

softened, “Poor

on her forehead to feel her temperature-it was burning

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a comforting warmth that covered her

to hear Curtis’ voice, tinged with affection and teasing, floating

a mask from the entryway cabinet, but before she could grab it, Curtis

faint from the flu, “I’m sick. You better

the door behind him, “Why didn’t you say so sooner? I’m

asked with a headache,

want you to be

feverish face warmed slightly,

knit over her nightgown, revealing her delicate collarbones, visibly