Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 354

Halfway through, Curtis froze.

Every muscle in his body tensed, like an arrow drawn on a taut bow, yet he hesitated, remembering his promise to her. “Will you blame me again when you wake up tomorrow?”

The tipsy Leanne gazed at him, her eyes blurry and unwittingly seductive.

Cursing under his breath, Curtis clenched his teeth and withdrew his hand from behind her, tucking her into the bed with the blanket.

He sat on the bed edge, elbows on his knees, hands supporting his forehead as he tried to calm the tumultuous impulses racing through his veins.

Behind him, the blanket stirred, and not understanding why those comforting hands had suddenly left, Leanne poked her head out from under the blanket.

“Curtis…”

Curtis stiffened, turned his head, and saw her flushed face and bewildered expression.

Swallowing hard, he sighed in resignation, dug her restless body out from under the blanket, and resigned himself to tending to her needs.

She clung to his arm, unsure whether to refuse or welcome his touch. Curtis teased her, “Feels good?”

Leanne’s voice broke. “Yeah…”

“Do you

She murmured, “I…”

frowned, his fingers

he was satisfied, seizing the opportunity to tease further. “Am I your husband?”

“Yes.”

wave of

passionately, leaving

air

fell into a deep sleep. Curtis cleaned her and cradled

have owed you big

up

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Chapter 354

in a coma, and when she awoke, disoriented in bed, it took her a moment to reconnect

Joy the night before, and

up

surfaced.

Leanne got out of bed to shower and noticed his dark trousers

bathroom.

the previous night flickered in her mind. Her fingers

like a shrimp cooked in simmering water.