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

Chapter 343

The door shut behind her, and Leanne stood there, watching as Curtis leisurely unbuttoned his suit. A silence hung between them for a moment.

“Why did you bring me to the hotel?”

Curtis glanced over, catching the hint of wariness on her face. A smirk played at the corners of his mouth, teasingly, “Why so nervous? You said you were tired. So I took you here for a nap, that’s all.”

“I could have gone home to sleep.” As she spoke, she actually turned to leave, reaching for

the doorknob.

Curtis sauntered up behind her, his broad hand capturing her delicate wrist.

“Running off? Scared I’ll devour you?”

Leanne’s heart raced a bit faster, her tone edgy “If you’re not going to devour me, why bring me to a hotel?”

Curtis burst out laughing at that.

Realizing what she just said, Leanne felt the heat rise in her cheeks, especially as Curtis stood so close, his laughter sending vibrations through her back.

She clutched the doorknob tightly, annoyed, “Is it really that funny?”

softly, “I worked overtime till 3 AM, cleared my schedule today just to spend time with you. If you go home, I can’t be there. How

grip loosened significantly. With all the pet hair at her place, he really couldn’t

stay.

her sensitive skin, “I promise I won’t

was on fire, and she elbowed him slightly behind her.

pain or pretense, and when she turned to look, he seized the moment to scoop her up in his

she instinctively grabbed onto him.

carried her through the living room and dining

set her down gently. As he tried

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chuckled, “I’ll just wash my hands and be

let go.

bathroom, Leanne was already snuggled under the covers, completely out of sight.

he drew the curtains and turned

was blocked out,

approached the bed, and soon a warm chest pressed against her back as the corner of the

Her eyes

feigning sleep.

trembling eyelashes, strained from the effort. Instead, he just held her, his long fingers massaging her neck