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

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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

keep talking to it, responding

expression hidden by a mask. Leanne thought he was focused on driving until a soft chuckle came from beneath his

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She looked over.

pressed the brake. Sensing her gaze, he glanced at her

“Why stop chatting?”

Leanne felt a

not tell it about

was at a loss for words. She turned her face to the window, refusing to engage further.

busy with work and occasionally on call, bought an automatic feeder, a smart litter box, and other essentials like food

aisles, a veritable minefield of allergens for him even with

heavy. Upon arriving at Golden Grove Manors, Mr. Curtis played the porter, lugging everything upstairs.

unsolicited helpfulness led, predictably, to

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

her, Curtis asked, “Got any cream?”

his efforts, Leanne went to fetch the ointment.

over, she noticed Curtis eyeing the familiar tube of allergy cream, a subtle shift in

label, making sure it was

tried to sound serious, “Just

for

turned a vivid red.

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tightly. Suddenly flustered, she

cream onto a nearby table, advancing closer and pinning her against the

to turn away, but Curtis pulled

“Why the blushing?”

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

defensive, she countered,

a tomato. Don’t lie