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 she c potentially giving him ammunition to tease her with.

relationship, it was best not

sipped quietly, noticing a slight difference. Curtis’ batch

more sugar.

it yesterday?”

said with a hint of meaning, “She brought it over. Doesn’t mean

taken

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

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it wasn’t

decided to

“Silly, she doesn’t love me like you

Leanne thought, “Who said anything about loving

matters is it works, doesn’t matter who made it,” he added casually. “Even if it were made by, let’s say, a fairy, you’d drink it.”

don’t have the ego you

a fairy making her

in