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

Chapter 346

Curtis strolled leisurely through the bustling streets, his shirt unbuttoned down to the third button, adding a touch of casual flair to his otherwise laid-back vibe. He was in no hurry, happily tagging along as Leanne browsed through stalls, picking up quirky snacks like pretzels and cotton candy.

As they reached a crosswalk, the nearby elementary school had just let out, and the younger kids were lined up by class, waiting for the light to change. Their chatter filled the air, as noisy as a flock of sparrows.

Curtis, spotting an opportunity for a bit of fun, pulled Leanne-who was holding an ice cream-towards the end of the line formed by the kids. “Let’s queue up,” he said with a

smirk.

An adult joining a line of elementary school students? Really?

Leanne knew he was just teasing her but played along with a roll of her eyes. “This is ridiculous.”

“It’s called following the rules,” Curtis replied with mock seriousness. “Don’t believe me? Ask any of these kids if you’re supposed to queue up to cross the street.”

A few curious kids turned around, their expressions earnest as they lectured her, “You can’t cut in line, miss!”

Leanne tried to defend herself. “I’m not trying to cut.”

“Then why aren’t you queuing?” they challenged.

Cornered by their reasoning, all Leanne could manage was a muttered, “I’m waiting in

line…”

the light turned green, the kids buzzed across the crosswalk, and just as Leanne was about to follow, Curtis pulled her back. “We don’t need to cross the

chuckled.

“Then why did you

she’d just been schooled by a

eyebrow lazily. “Sorry, I thought you were part of their class.”

grin that was anything but

Leanne glared at him.

gently lifted her chin and planted a

tilt her head back to look at him,

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so cute.” he said

irritation took a détour, stirring a flutter in her heart as her fingers involuntarily

intersection, a scene straight out of a romantic film, oblivious to the passersby. Curtis leaned closer, his nose brushing against

ice cream’s

ice cream down her hand. She fumbled for a wipe in her bag, but Curtis took over, cleaning her fingers

care.

answered it, holding it to her

cheerful and oblivious. “Hey, where are you?”

out…” Leanne replied, feeling the