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.

bag and carried her out of the bar. She rested quietly against his shoulder, crying softly, occasionally hiccupping, as he muttered, “Crybaby. What did you guys

slowly subsiding, perhaps falling

the hotel parking lot, Curtis was about to help her out of the car

his eyes, she was

“Drunk?” Curtis asked.

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

pinched her nose. “Pretty drunk

swatted his

She wasn’t crying anymore looking at

her gaze, a faint smile playing

you looking

gently moving from the center to

Curtis’ tall nose, eventually resting on his thin, attractive

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