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

Chapter 341

When Selina was dragged out for a shopping spree early in the morning, she was still yawning. “Shopping at the crack of dawn? You’re really in the mood for it.”

Joy, strutting in her high heels with the air of a queen inspecting her domain, declared confidently, “Just grab anything that catches your eye.”

Selina gave her a look that screamed, ‘Are you possessed by aliens?’ and asked tentatively, “So, who’s footing the bill? You or me?”

Joy casually jerked her thumb backward. “The guy with the last name Richardson will handle it.”

Caleb, ever the gentleman, just smiled politely.

Selina got the hint.

Though not understanding the reason, she grabbed Joy’s arm and headed straight for the Hermes store.

The two were terrifyingly energetic, striding through the stores in their heels. A few men in

black suits trailed behind, carrying bags exclusively for them.

Caleb tagged along the whole time, a top-tier assistant on call 24/7, feeling for the first time that swiping a credit card could be such an overwhelming task.

It turns out that under certain circumstances, a woman’s stamina can indeed surpass a man’s.

Midway through their spree, Selina’s conscience started to nag at her. “Are we perhaps buying too much?”

money, why feel sorry for him?” Joy gestured commandingly

The manager, notified in advance,

”

“But isn’t half of

aura, and quickly

…never mind.”

meaning at least half belonged to Leanne. The thought of spending Leanne’s share

dime in

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Leanne’s?

mood took a

instructed Caleb, “Tell Curtis that half of what I

Anne.”

such an unconventional method of dividing assets. He maintained his professionalism

better after that.

Joy lounged across the seat. “Now that was a shopping trip well spent.”

asking her, “So,

her face a picture of disdain. “You think a few bags are enough to buy me

the front seat to ask, “Ms. Campbell and Ms. Turner, after such a long spree, you must be hungry. Mr.

top-ranked must-visit restaurant in Stonebridge, catering only to a fixed number of guests each day. Reservations had to be

“Yes, let’s