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 paused,

to it, responding every

mask. Leanne thought he was focused on driving until

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She looked over.

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

“Why stop chatting?”

Leanne felt a bit

not tell it about

words. She turned her face to the window,

and occasionally on call, bought an automatic feeder,

her through the aisles, a veritable minefield of allergens for him even with a mask.

Golden Grove Manors, Mr. Curtis played the

helpfulness led, predictably, to

the cat and came out of the room, she found him at

of her, Curtis asked,

efforts, Leanne went to fetch the ointment.

she noticed Curtis eyeing the familiar tube of allergy

checked the label, making sure it was the

tried to sound

reached for the cream.

turned

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Suddenly flustered, she

cream onto a nearby table, advancing closer and pinning

but Curtis pulled her back by

“Why the blushing?”

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a previous and embarrassing moment in Northwood when she had applied cream to

she countered, “I’m not!”

tomato. Don’t lie to