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.

his hands, and headed to the kitchen, opening

“What’s for dinner?”

replied

cat, tossed laundry in the washer, and vacuumed the cat hair off the living

cooking in the kitchen. To many, the elusive Mr. Curtis

chic, blending effortlessly with the homely kitchen

loyal to

small piece of salmon with the cat and prepared a mix of chicken

well-fed

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

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cat? Show me the cat,” Joy

shitting,” Leanne looked over.

wanna see that even more,” Joy giggled mischievously. “Little kitties are the cutest when they’re

weird. Give the little guy some privacy,” Leanne chided.

went back to her grind.

Curtis had prepared a bath, adjusting the water to just the right temperature, calling out to her,

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