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.

bar. She rested quietly against his shoulder, crying softly, occasionally hiccupping, as he muttered, “Crybaby. What did you guys talk

didn’t respond, her sobs slowly

was about to help her out of

into his eyes, she was silent, just watching.

“Drunk?” Curtis asked.

steadily, no sign of drunkenness in her vo

nose. “Pretty drunk to me.”

swatted his

calm in the dim car light. She wasn’t crying anymore looking at him with those damp,

gaze, a faint smile playing in his

you looking at?”

the center to the ends, then back across the deep set of his

nose, eventually resting on his thin, attractive

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