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.

sound of her voice. But as soon as she paused, it started meowing

to it, responding every time

the driver’s seat, stayed silent, his expression hidden by a mask. Leanne thought he was focused on driving until a soft chuckle came from beneath his mask.

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She looked over.

Sensing her gaze, he glanced at her

“Why stop chatting?”

Leanne

“Why not tell it about

a loss for words. She turned her face to the

cat could need. Leanne, busy with work and occasionally on

her through the aisles, a veritable minefield of allergens for

were plentiful and heavy. Upon arriving at Golden Grove Manors,

unsolicited helpfulness led, predictably, to another

of the room, she found him at the sink, washing his hands, his arms

the sight of her, Curtis asked, “Got

Leanne went to fetch

the familiar tube of allergy cream, a subtle shift in his expression.

the label, making sure it was the correct

Curtis tried to sound

for the

inexplicably, turned a

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Suddenly flustered, she threw

darkened as he flung the cream onto a nearby table, advancing closer and pinning her against the

tried to turn away, but Curtis pulled

“Why the blushing?”

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reminded Leanne of a previous and embarrassing moment in Northwood

she countered, “I’m not!”

Don’t lie to me.”