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

Chapter 300

The afternoon sky was a canvas of vibrant hues, with the sunset painting the glass facades of skyscrapers in brilliant strokes.

Caleb trailed behind Curtis as they exited the conference room and walked past the Human Resources office, where a few female employees were huddled around something, their whispers and giggles filling the air.

Curtis, ever so detached, glanced over, his steps suddenly veering towards the commotion.

The women, engrossed in their little circle, didn’t notice the approaching figures until Curtis’ shadow loomed over them.

He looked down to follow the line of their attention and spotted a tiny kitten, barely the size of a hot dog, hiding under the desk and scarfing down a piece of meat with desperate hunger.

“Since when did we start hiring cats?” Curtis’ calm and out-of-nowhere comment surprised the crew, making them all jump up as the kitty bolted for a corner.

“Mr. Richardson!” They exclaimed in unison, a mix of surprise and slight fear in their voices.

“Is this your doing?” Curtis’ expression was unreadable, sending shivers down their spines.

It must’ve followed

elevators?” Curtis raised an eyebrow. “Smarter than some

allergy, intervened, “Let’s get it out of here. Mr. Richardson is allergic to cats. We can’t have this

please take it home after work? I’ve been feeding it for days, planning to adopt it.

meet his gaze, yet for the sake of the kitten, she dared to

twice, accepting a handkerchief from Caleb and covering his nose.

tucked away in fear,

for a harsh rebuke, but Curtis, in

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“Don’t let

message from Caleb. Amy, having barely touched her lunch due to an urgent call from Ruben, was famished and browsing. through a popular BBQ

there, and we’ll

for now. It’ll take