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

Chapter 302

Curtis grabbed his car keys, hoisted the cat into the passenger seat, and said, “Let’s go. I’ll drive

you two.”

Leanne, remembering his previous disdain for the cat, couldn’t help but tease, “Are you not worried about it plotting your murder anymore?”

“How many grievances have you scribbled down against me in your world?” Curtis. chuckled, unabashed, “You’ll be disappointed, though. Before you arrived, we had quite the heart-to-heart and decided to bury the hatchet.”

He was shameless to the extreme.

Leanne replied skeptically, “Sure, except you’re allergic.”

Sneezing and coughing were the least of his worries. A severe reaction could even trigger allergic rhinitis or asthma, and he had broken out in hives before.

She reached out to take the cat, but Curtis, leaning against the car door, blocked her.

“What’s the matter, trying to break us up?” he accused with a stern look. “We’ve bonded, you cold-hearted woman.”

Leanne glanced at him expressionlessly and withdrew her hand, “Then you keep it.

Curtis didn’t flinch, “A kitten needs its mom.”

What a nonsense!

Leanne retorted, “You’re crazy.”

“I’m not even afraid of allergies. What are you scared of?” Curtis closed the door, then opened the passenger side for her, pulling her in.

“Don’t you think you should buy it some stuff? A cab driver won’t accompany you to a pet store.”

“Whatever you want,” Leanne gave up struggling and got into the car, “Just don’t come crying to me if you have an allergic reaction.”

The cat, frightened by the car ride, meowed incessantly from its carrier.

Leanne spoke to it softly and patiently.

cat trusted her, quieting down at the sound of her voice. But as soon as she paused,

to it,

stayed silent, his expression hidden by a mask. Leanne thought he was focused on driving until

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She looked over.

slowly pressed the brake. Sensing her gaze, he glanced

“Why stop chatting?”

by his remark, Leanne felt

Curtis helpfully suggested, “Why not tell it about our wildly

for words. She turned her face

superstore, they found everything a cat could need. Leanne, busy with work and occasionally on call, bought an automatic

aisles, a veritable minefield of allergens for him even with a mask. Soon enough, his

heavy. Upon arriving at Golden Grove Manors, Mr. Curtis played

unsolicited helpfulness led, predictably,

she found him at the sink, washing his

the sight of her, Curtis asked, “Got any cream?”

went to fetch the ointment.

familiar tube of allergy cream, a subtle shift in

checked the label, making sure

sound serious, “Just remembered

for

turned a vivid

1

Suddenly flustered, she threw the tube

as he flung the cream onto a nearby

to turn away, but Curtis pulled her back

“Why the blushing?”

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Leanne of a previous and embarrassing moment

defensive, she countered, “I’m

Don’t lie to