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

Chapter 330

After Curtis soothed her for a while, Leanne’s sudden surge of emotions gradually subsided.

Curtis kissed her brows, traced her nose, and landed softly on the corner of her lips. Pausing for a moment, he moved slightly and kissed her fully.

Their soft lips met, and after just a brief moment, Leanne made a slight motion to pull away.

Curtis backed off without insisting.

He knew that like the melting of a glacier, it would take time for her to accept him. He was content with even the slightest acceptance.

He was dying to kiss her, but he restrained himself. “I’ll give you all the time you need, okay?”

At that moment, Leanne felt as though she was standing on the edge of a cliff, with Curtis on the other side, reaching out to her.

Jumping could mean reaching a victorious shore or facing another catastrophic fall.

She was a realist, preferring to take steady, controlled steps, keeping things within her grasp.

Risk-taking was not her forte. Yet, there was a fire inside her, a fire that once left her scarred and covered by floods and snow, painstakingly peeled off her heart by he efforts.

But it was a fire that would not die, not completely uprooted. As winter passed ar gentle winds of spring blew, it flickered alive again.

unending

don’t want to?” Leanne looked directly

end up

get ahead of yourself. How can you be so sure that you

you wait?” Leanne asked, changing her

like me ought to live to ninety-nine. Waiting another seventy years for you wouldn’t be a problem. The slight ache in Leanne’s heart vanished

go ahead and wait.”

7/2

09-14

chest and ruffling her

got home, there were no signs of

pickles, and beer. After washing her hands, Leanne saw Joy pouring beer into the cat’s water

officially welcomed you. No time like the present, so today we’ll make it official.

and the absurdity of it left her speechless, wondering if she should remind Joy that Curtis thought of himself as a cat

a spicy crawfish. “Can cats eat

a cat to beer. “Believe it or not, it’ll

food while the others snacked on seeds and

her chest. “Thank goodness

called reaping what you sow,” Joy grudgingly praised, acknowledging Curtis’ good behavior

had secretly witnessed, acting as if no had happened.

with Selina being a freelancer, Joy flexible hours at the advertising agency, and only Leanne needing to be