Chapter 291

Curtis swiped his tongue over a molar, a sinking feeling in his gut.

Locking eyes with Leanne’s unimpressed gaze he reluctantly let her insert the digital

thermometer into his ear.

Once she saw the readout-104 degrees Fahrenheit, a full three degrees higher than the old mercury thermometer would show-her suspicion was confirmed.

Why had his fever not broken in three days? Because the thermometer was tampered with.

How could a perfectly good thermometer be off by three whole degrees unless someone messed with it?

Caught red-handed, Curtis leaned back against the couch with a resigned click of his tongue, “Busted.”

Leanne wanted to be mad, but somehow, she wasn’t surprised. Messing around like this was just so… Curtis.

She tapped the thermometer against him, “Enjoy the blacklist.”

When Caleb got the call, he wasn’t far from Golden Grove Manors. Turning around at the next intersection, he made his way back.

Curtis was slowly packing the last few days’ clothes and essentials into his suitcase.

Leanne watched as Caleb carried the luggage out.

Curtis put on his jacket, methodically fastening the buttons, his gaze lingering on her.

His eyes held a tumult of emotions, but in the end, he simply ruffled her hair, saying, “Mak sure to eat.”

he accepted his departure, after being such a pest about

door closed, leaving the

room, Leanne wasn’t sure what to do with herself.

oven

found a beef stew simmering on

silk, the greens already prepped and

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the oven, she was greeted by the golden-brown, fragrant sight of a

toast.

in the oven when

office, flipping through the latest due diligence report that had just

gave a brief overview of the day’s schedule, but Curtis’ attention

“Medicine,” Caleb said.

the desk to inspect the bag.

fever: Take as needed. Do not take if

times a

cough: Three times

tugged at his lips, “Leanne sent this?”

hesitated for a moment before answering truthfully, “Your wife called this morning. Said you forgot your medication yesterday and asked me

go through Caleb than lift his

gaze lingering on his

the glass walls, and Caleb

a

WhatsApp accounts, one for work and one for personal

correct, Mr.

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