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.

of the bar. She rested quietly against his shoulder, crying softly, occasionally hiccupping, as he muttered, “Crybaby. What did you guys talk about that got you so upset?”

her sobs slowly subsiding, perhaps falling asleep.

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

she was silent,

“Drunk?” Curtis asked.

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

her nose. “Pretty

his hand

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

gaze, a faint

you looking

gently moving from the center to the ends, then back across the

followed the line of Curtis’ tall nose, eventually resting on his thin,

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