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

Chapter 285

Leanne still had a bit of a cough, and after work one evening, she picked up a few pears, planning to steam them when she got home.

Exiting the elevator and turning down the corridor, she saw someone in front of her apartment door.

Curtis was sitting on a black suitcase, facing the corridor, seemingly waiting for her return.

His long legs stretched out casually, his head leaned back in a relaxed pose. Upon seeing her, his lips slowly curved into a smile.

Leanne was inexplicably charmed by his grin.

Looking at his leisurely demeanor, then at the suitcase he was sitting on, she paused, a hint of wariness in her expression.

“What are you doing here?”

Curtis didn’t speak but pulled her hand towards him. Leanne tried to wriggle free but couldn’t escape his grip, and he placed her hand on his forehead.

The heat under her palm startled her. “You have a fever?”

Curtis hummed in confirmation. “You passed the flu to me.”

His cheerful tone made it sound as if catching the flu was a stroke of good fortune.

Leanne was speechless. “And why are you happy about that?”

“What do

you think?”

Curtis had been feverish for half the day, initially at 101°F, and after measuring his temperature no less than ten times throughout the afternoon, he braved the climb to her door only when it reached nearly 103°F.

Afraid that anything less severe wouldn’t soften her heart enough.

Now, despite the throbbing pain in his head nearing explosion, his heart was setting off fireworks.

“Leanne, you have to take care of me.”

hospital.” Leanne’s tone was as cold as an

I go there?” Curtis’ reasoning was a pile of nonsense, “Whoever spreads it, takes care of

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muffled but unmistakably weak, “Leanne, I feel terrible. Show me some

bit her lip,

losing his support, began to

caught him in her

his back, pulling him into

limp his weight pressing down on her, nearly bringing

couldn’t see his face and wasn’t

“Curtis?”

No response.

her strength was no match for the weight of a

grown man.

been peeking from behind his door, chose this moment to emerge, only to quickly retreat and close his door when Leanne sought his help.

wished the situation was reversed, with Curtis falling ill first. Then, she could have sent him away without a second thought, to Jake, Caleb,

the Richardsons. Someone would have taken care of him.

couldn’t bear to do it.

of her without asking for anything in return, both morally and emotionally, Leanne found it impossible to turn her

What a headache.

the couch, then went

suitcase.

sweat, she took a

of going

water and some fever-reducing medicine.

the couch, a hand

usually exuded an air of effortless grace. Now, his

coaxed him, “Time for your medicine.”

high fever reddening

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