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

Chapter 313

After dropping Leanne off at her house, Curtis lingered at the doorstep, feigning formality, “May I come in?”

Before Leanne could respond, her cat scampered out from the living room to greet them

with a meow.

“Well, since you’re inviting me so earnestly,” Curtis joked, stepping gracefully over the

threshold.

Leanne rolled her eyes. “You are fearless, aren’t you?”

At this point, the cat was pretty much Curtis’ secret operative. Without it, he wouldn’t even get past the front door.

Familiar with the place, Curtis found himself a mask in the hallway, “Don’t worry. I’m already on allergy shots and got one just yesterday.”

Allergy treatments were a long haul, typically spanning two to three years. For someone with a cat allergy like his, it wasn’t necessary for everyday life, but he went through with it

anyway.

Leanne felt a tad powerless trying to shoo him away now.

up his coat, washed his hands, and headed to the kitchen,

“What’s for dinner?”

Leanne replied distractedly.

changed her clothes, fed the cat, tossed laundry in the washer, and vacuumed the cat hair off

glimpses of Curtis cooking in the kitchen. To many, the elusive Mr. Curtis seemed

with the homely kitchen vibes and creating

crisp white shirt. The cat, loyal to its benefactor, sat close by, eyeing

small piece of salmon with the cat and prepared a

well-fed by the end

overtime, Leanne, feeling slightly guilty, took her phone to the living

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cat? Show me the cat,”

Leanne

Joy giggled mischievously. “Little kitties are the cutest when

little guy some privacy,” Leanne chided.

their chat, Joy went back

a bath, adjusting the water to just the

in her nightgown, thought indignantly that she wasn’t incapacitated. She didn’t