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 love

if I still don’t want to?” Leanne looked

end up rejecting

of yourself. How can you be so sure that you won’t change your mind someday?”

Leanne asked, changing her

eyebrow, pondering. “I’m only twenty-eight now. A troublemaker like me ought to live to ninety-nine. Waiting another

go ahead and wait.”

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pulling her head into his chest and ruffling her hair. “Leanne,

were no signs of tears on her

saw Joy pouring beer into the cat’s water bowl and offering a toast to

No time like the present, so today we’ll make it

her speechless, wondering if she should remind Joy that

spicy crawfish.

who had just treated a cat to beer. “Believe it or not,

cat food while the others snacked on seeds and recounted the

her chest. “Thank goodness I didn’t offend Curtis!”

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

secretly witnessed, acting as if

chatted away until late, with Selina being a freelancer, Joy flexible hours at the advertising agency,