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

Returning to Golden Grove Manors, Leanne took a bath and lay down, her eyes closed, ready to drift into sleep.

Her cat came over, nudging her hand, seeking affection. Leanne stroked its fluffy head, feeling the softness under her fingers.

As she was about to fall asleep, the unsatisfied cat nudged her hand again, startling her from the light veil of sleep.

This repeated a few times. Perhaps due to the frequent disturbances, she slept restlessly and soon slipped into a long-forgotten nightmare.

In her dream, she was trapped in a huge, labyrinth-like abandoned factory on a night so dark and black.

There were two cold bodies lying on the ground, bathed in the chilling light of the moon, their faces devoid of life.

In her sleep, Leanne became restless. Her hand pressed against her chest unconsciously tightened, the blanket squeezing her throat, the suffocating sensation seeping into her dream.

The scene abruptly changed to a chaotic day. A frail woman with her hands bound by ropes desperately lunged at a man, only to be effortlessly caught by him.

The man wore a tight black mask, one hand firmly clenching her throat, a mole visible on his hand.

Her face turned pale with pain, and Leanne choked alongside her in the dream.

throat was blocked by an invisible force,

of her heavy breathing. Leanne felt as though she had just been pulled from deep water,

fear and desperation from the dream made her

from her grasp and fell to the floor, her

over the bed to pick up the phone, she realized the

He sounded a bit tipsy and more languid

the verge of breaking down, found a semblance of support at that moment, helping her pull out of the nightmare back into reality. She suppressed the

replied, "But you dialed me. You must be lucky today. Go

room and leaned back against the

Castillo the millionaire here," Curtis joked. "Does carrying all that money wear you out? Maybe I should help lighten your load?" "I've got Joy to help me carry it. You're not tricking me

laughed aloud, "Strong scam

Leanne and they chatted casually, the phone pressed to her ear, his lazy voice

faintly heard

realized the laughter from Curtis' dinner had

in

that, huh? How did you get

you leave the