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

Chapter 279

Amy messaged on WhatsApp to ask about a patient’s status. By the time Leanne had texted back, Curtis was already rolling up his sleeves and heading into the kitchen.

Dressed in a posh suit that seemed out of place amidst the homely kitchen atmosphere, his hands caught her attention-long fingers, veins subtly pronounced under the skin, extending down to his forearms.

He deftly chopped the ingredients with finesse, his hands moving elegantly.

Leanne curled back under her blanket, lulled into sleep again by the soothing, ambient noise of the simmering concoction.

Sometimes, a gaze can feel tangible, warming. Slowly waking, Leanne’s eyes met Curtis’.

He sat on the floor, chin rested on his hand, quietly watching her.

Noticing her awake, he playfully pinched her nose, “Sleepyhead.”

With a sore throat, Leanne wasn’t keen on talking. She pushed his hand away and sat up.

“Thirsty?” Curtis offered her a cup.

Taking it, Leanne was hit by a subtly sweet, herbal aroma, snapping her to alertness.

Noticing her hesitation, Curtis said, “Same as yesterday. Saw you liked it, so I made some more. Taste it, is it better than yesterday’s?”

to bring up yesterday’s drink. Asking would mean

was best not to ask.

noticing a slight difference. Curtis’ batch

more sugar.

it yesterday?”

up, not denying it, and said with a hint of meaning, “She brought it over. Doesn’t mean she made

was taken

aroma with her, it was the

unexpected for Leanne.

her own, how many masks was s wearing? Seemed like she didn’t love Curtis as much as she claimed.

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it wasn’t

a meal there and decided to make you the

doesn’t love me like you

Leanne thought, “Who said anything about loving you?”

who made it,” he added

“I don’t have the

fairy making

her, amusement in his eyes, “Jealous?”