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

Chapter 318

Curtis swept his gaze to the ground.

Chapter 318

Suzan was as pale as a sheet, her face covered in blood, a shocking sight.

His lips tightened, his voice cold and devoid of warmth, “Don’t worry. I’ll sort this out for you.”

Claudine didn’t expect him to agree so readily and was momentarily unable to continue her tirade, yet she sensed something off in his tone.

Curtis smirked, “With such injuries, we should rush to the Emergency Room. You should care for your daughter.”

Bystanders chimed in, “Exactly, with all that blood, Suzan needs to be bandaged up quickly.”

In the hospital, medical staff quickly brought a stretcher and carried Suzan away.

Curtis didn’t even glance back as he turned around and grabbed Leanne’s arms, checking her over and making sure she was unharmed.

As the crowd dispersed and the restroom quieted down, Leanne broke the silence, “She fell on her own.”

“I know,” Curtis replied nonchalantly, his palm sliding down her forearm to her hand, “I’d be happier if you pushed her. It’s better to bully than be bullied. I’ve got your back no matter what.”

Such a morally questionable statement.

Curtis felt something hard in her palm, smooth and small.

His expression turned serious, “What’s this?”

too late, instinctively clenched

was too

forcefully pulled her hand back, lowering his head and prying her fingers open one

lying in her

was gently wiped away by a delicate hand, clearing the clouds to reveal a

the warm pendant, a wave of emotions stirring in his chest, one wave

had thrown

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valuable. Why

escaped Curtis as he was stirred by her words, “Little

go, bending down to pick up a small cat-themed pouch that had

it anymore, why not sell it to me? Name your price.”

pressed her lips,

gazed at her face. “You said it’s valuable, so why not sell?”

with a defiant expression, blurted out, “A

swiftly, pocketing the

more stubborn than him, grabbed her bag and turned to

door, her

Curtis’

words were unexpected, “How about you slap me first?”

retorted, “Are

going to slap

cradling her neck.

head firmly held by his hand, her lips sealed tigh yet unable to withstand his