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

Chapter 352

The black sedan pulled up in the bustling district filled with bars and clubs. Dressed sharply, Curtis stepped out and entered one of them.

Inside, the place was pulsing with vibrant music and chaotic lights. Conversation required yelling into each other’s ears to be heard.

Curtis found them as both women were in a tearful embrace.

Scattered bottles littered the table while Joy managed to blurt out some angry, muffled

words about him.

Austin had also arrived.

Curtis carefully lifted Leanne, who was still clutching Joy’s hand, unwilling to let go, insisting, “I don’t want you. I want Joy.”

Austin tried to hold Joy back as she gave him a run for his money with a few good shoves.

quietly against his shoulder, crying softly, occasionally hiccupping, as he muttered, “Crybaby. What did you guys talk about that got

sobs slowly subsiding, perhaps falling

about to help her out of the car when

eyes, she was

“Drunk?” Curtis asked.

well,” Leanne replied steadily, no sign of drunkenness in her vo

pinched her nose. “Pretty

swatted his

the dim car light. She wasn’t crying anymore looking at

gaze, a faint smile playing

are you looking at?”

the center to the ends,

the line of Curtis’ tall nose, eventually resting on

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