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

"Don't talk to me like that, you brat!" Mary didn't bother with him, her gaze drifting over his shoulder, her eyes crinkling into a smile.

"Oh, my darling Anne has arrived."

Curtis turned around.

The ballroom was a cascade of light and shadow, and the murmur of conversation dipped dramatically as numerous pairs of eyes turned toward the door, focusing on the dazzling figure that entered.

First in were Joy and Selina, followed by a resplendent Leanne, who strode into the crowd's applause.

She wore an elaborate gown adorned with crystals that sparkled like stars plucked straight from the night sky, shimmering with every step she took. The dress had a halter neck and an open back, her hair pinned up to reveal a smooth, fair expanse of skin. A delicate crystal chain draped from her neck down her spine, accentuating her elegant shoulder blades and merging seamlessly with the dress.

Her beauty was radiant and ostentatious, capturing the gaze of every man in the room.

sipped turned sour with jealousy,

spotted Curtis with Mary and walked toward them, but not before a man approached her with a drink, hoping to start a

eagerness in his eyes. "Are you a friend of Selina's? I don't think we've met

up, Leanne could feel a

name's Leanne," she replied politely, excusing herself. "Sorry, I need

gaze to see Mary frowning

startled, still processing the situation, when Leanne walked past

Richardson family had an adopted daughter, but wasn't she

beside Mary was the formidable

scanning the man's face, leaving a chill like the edge

by the stunned man, slapping his shoulder and laughing mischievously. "You've got guts,