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.

her, quieting down at the sound of her voice. But as soon as she paused, it started

talking to it, responding

hidden by a mask. Leanne thought

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She looked over.

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

“Why stop chatting?”

his remark, Leanne felt

of topics?” Curtis helpfully suggested, “Why not tell it

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

could need. Leanne, busy with work and occasionally on call, bought an automatic feeder, a smart

a veritable minefield of allergens for him even with a mask.

at Golden Grove

led, predictably,

room, she found him at the

of her, Curtis

Leanne went to

over, she noticed Curtis eyeing the familiar tube of allergy

she checked the label, making sure it was the correct

Curtis tried to sound serious, “Just remembered something.”

for the cream.

inexplicably, turned

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lips were pursed tightly. Suddenly flustered, she threw

the cream onto a nearby table,

tried to turn away, but Curtis pulled her back by the

“Why the blushing?”

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previous and embarrassing

countered, “I’m not!”

Don’t lie to me.”