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

Chapter 278

The show of concern was all a front, the real intent behind Suzan’s words was to remind Leanne that the tea she had enjoyed yesterday was brewed by her.

On the other end of the phone, Suzan paused for a moment, then let out a scoff, “Leanne, I truly underestimated you before.”

“That’s your problem. Small minds always see others as smaller.”

Suzan dropped the act, “And how noble are you? Always talking about divorcing Curtis, but why the constant back and forth? I thought you had more backbone. Going to the city hall for divorce papers, was that just another one of your games?”

It was Curtis who couldn’t let go, yet in the eyes of others, she became the one at fault.

Lying on the couch, her voice, nasal and seemingly harmless, was now laced with cold indifference, “And what right do you have to question me?”

What right indeed?

If they had smoothly gone through the divorce, she would’ve been engaged to Curtis by

now.

Their families had already discussed marriage plans with the Richardsons, just waiting for Curtis and Leanne to finalize their divorce. But it dragged on and on, and now, they weren’t separating at all.

How could Suzan not despise her?

“I’m just curious, how do you have Curtis spinning around your finger? He was determin to divorce you after coming back from Emberland.”

“He doesn’t care about anyone, yet now he’s chasing after you. Leanne, what’s your

secret?”

was pounding, and she had no patience for nonsense, “Ask him

she hung up.

settle was swept away clean. The video continued playing, but

offering her the herbal tea Suzan made for

then, the sound of the door unlocking echoed, and

sharply, entered, carrying a bag

had absentmindedly given

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the herbal tea from Suzan

if at his own place, naturally changed into house slippers and took off his jacket, heading to wash his

did you learn my door code?”

just tried a random one.” Curtis approached, pressing his palm against her forehead, “Why are you

time he guessed her password

code is known by the big bad wolf,

away, slipping into her slippers to change the password in

draped it over her shoulders, “It’s cold outside. Wear this then change

the panel with

her, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, a look of patience personified, “Go ahead. I won’t look.”

never pondered so hard, even for her final exams. After much thought, she came up with a combination

she was about to

raise, suggested a bet, “If I guess this one, you owe me

the previously thought-out code, randomly entering a meaningless