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

Chapter 280

He wasn’t in a rush, but Curtis was practically on pins and needles.

With a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, Curtis smoothly rose from his seat, gently coaxing everyone towards the exit.

Once outside, he signaled for Caleb to open the car door for their client, casually patting the man’s shoulder as he said, “You’re about to miss your flight.”

The client’s assistant, clearly not as observant, chuckled, “We’ve still got three hours before takeoff.”

Curtis, with his ever-persuasive demeanor, insisted, “Stonebridge Airport’s as big as a small city. You better head out now. Have a safe trip.”

And just like that, the client was ushered away, bewildered.

Turning back, Curtis mused, “Is there a grocery store nearby? Need to pick up some ingredients for chicken soup.”

Caleb, a bit awkwardly, showed him the message on his phone.

Curtis glanced at it briefly.

His initial concern was simply her being sick and alone, feeling miserable and helpless. After spending a day with her, he found himself wanting more days, then forever, wishing he could just stay and hold her close every day

It’s funny how quickly we want more the moment we get a taste.

Lifting his gaze from the cold text, Curtis swept a brooding look over Caleb.

Caleb, feeling the intensity, stammered, “Is something wrong, Mr. Richardson?”

Perhaps a bit

hasn’t she blocked you yet?”

at a

the one who had gotten her riled

to muster the energy to make some oatmeal, thinking she could handle

video chat just as

feeling any better?”

bit,” Leanne

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today, but got stood up. Absolutely infuriating.” Joy ranted, “Anyway, Austin’s not in the office today, so I might as well not go

utterly

babe,” Joy

jokingly offered, “Wanna

was incredulous, “Are

mom made some minty lemonade, swearing it’s a cure-all she found online,” Selina said. “Leanne, should I have our driver drop some off

cup beside her, “No need, I’ve

you make it yourself?” Selina was impressed, “Cooking while you have a fever? You’re

a loss for words. Should she mention Curtis? Would

Joy echoed, “Well, I’ll give it

to keep Curtis out-he walked in as if it were his own

repeat

afternoon a dream,

did you get in here?” she asked, bewildered.