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.

the sound of her voice. But as soon as she

to keep talking to it, responding every time

Leanne thought he was focused on

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She looked over.

light, Curtis slowly pressed the brake. Sensing her gaze, he glanced at her with the corner of

“Why stop chatting?”

Leanne felt a

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

for words. She turned her

busy with work and occasionally on call, bought an automatic feeder, a

minefield of allergens for him even with a

Grove Manors, Mr. Curtis played

helpfulness led, predictably, to another allergic reaction.

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

sight of her, Curtis asked,

went to fetch

Curtis eyeing the familiar tube of

the label, making sure it

to sound serious,

reached for the cream.

turned

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were pursed tightly. Suddenly flustered, she threw the tube at him.

flung the cream onto a nearby table,

Curtis pulled

“Why the blushing?”

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expression reminded Leanne of a previous and embarrassing moment in Northwood when she had applied cream to

she countered,

Don’t