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?”

yesterday’s drink. Asking would mean

current relationship, it was best not

difference. Curtis’ batch

more sugar.

Suzan make it yesterday?” she

not denying it, and said with a hint of meaning,

taken

showed up yesterday with an herbal aroma with her, it was the same I smelled an herbal dessert shop.”

was unexpected for

her own, how many masks was

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wasn’t conclusive.

had a meal there and decided to

“Silly, she doesn’t love me like

“Who said anything about loving you?”

you’re sick. What matters is it works, doesn’t matter who made it,” he added casually. “Even

don’t have the ego you do.”

idea of a fairy making her a drink was

watched her, amusement in