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.

shoulder, crying softly, occasionally hiccupping,

didn’t respond, her sobs slowly subsiding, perhaps falling asleep.

reached the hotel parking lot, Curtis was about to help

eyes, she was silent, just watching.

“Drunk?” Curtis asked.

well,” Leanne replied steadily, no

pinched her nose. “Pretty

swatted his hand

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

a faint smile playing in

are you looking

still didn’t speak. Her index finger traced his brow, gently moving from the center to the ends, then back

finger followed the line of Curtis’ tall nose,

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