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.

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

her sobs slowly subsiding, perhaps

hotel parking lot, Curtis was about to help her

his eyes, she was silent,

“Drunk?” Curtis asked.

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

her nose. “Pretty drunk

his hand away.

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

returned her gaze, a faint smile

you looking at?”

brow, gently moving from the center to the

the line of Curtis’ tall nose, eventually resting on his thin, attractive lips.

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