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

Chapter 328

Her rare softening towards him made it hard for Curtis to let go of her hand.

The car ride felt infuriatingly short, as if conspiring against him, and they soon arrived at Golden Grove Manors. Leanne withdrew her hand and stepped out of the car.

Curtis followed, dreading the thought of her two best friends waiting upstairs, always in the way.

“I think I left something back at the restaurant, how about you come with me to pick it up?”

Leanne wasn’t buying his lame excuse. “Or maybe you left your brain there?”

Curtis chuckled, “Then what excuse would work to keep you a bit longer?”,

Leanne didn’t reply immediately, casually slinging her bag over her shoulder, not hurrying off.

The magnolia trees were budding anew, their lush branches casting deep, tranquil shadows in the night.

Her silhouette was bathed in the soft glow of the porch light, her features blurred into a picturesque softness, her neck graceful and elongated like an elegant swan.

In the quiet, she asked, “Curtis, when did you start liking me?”

I always thought of you more like a younger sister, never really questioned it. But if I had to pinpoint it, I guess I’ve liked you

were kids? What about her did he like? Leanne couldn’t figure it out.

do you

like a young sapling, fragile and swaying with the wind, yet

the

words flowed effortlessly from

smiled, his eyes crinkling, “There’s no real reason; love is

kind of love,” Leanne attempted to clarify, “not

hair from her shoulder to her back,

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his sister? That’s just not

the marriage for Mary’s

her hands in his, looking

want this marriage,

eyelashes fluttered under his

yet you’ve dated so many

off guard, regarded those brief romantic histories as insignificant chapters of his life, easily dismissed with a laugh by

his forehead touched hers, “Back then, I didn’t know I’d end up loving you.”