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

Chapter 318

Curtis swept his gaze to the ground.

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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 her fingers to pull away.

was too

back, lowering his head and prying her fingers open

revealed itself, lying in

gently wiped away by a delicate hand, clearing

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

had

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away, “It’s valuable. Why would I throw it

Curtis as he was stirred by her words, “Little miser.”

but Curtis didn’t let go, bending down to pick up a small cat-themed pouch that had fallen. He

want it anymore, why not sell it to me? Name your

pressed her lips, remaining silent.

“You said it’s valuable,

with a defiant expression, blurted out, “A billion dollars. Take it or

agreed swiftly, pocketing the

than him, grabbed her bag and turned

door, her wrist

meeting Curtis’

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

already frustrated, retorted,

not going to slap me?”

tightened his grip, pulling her into his embrace and cradling her neck. His cool lips fiercely claimed

tigh yet unable to withstand his strength. Curtis pinched her jaw, his tongue effortlessly pryi open her teeth, invading