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

Chapter 391

It was undeniable that Xenia was a beauty. Standing under the moonlit gazebo, her figure was ethereal, the kind of sight that would make even a woman like Leanne pause in admiration.

But her gaze was brief.

"It's a bit chilly."

They were near the lily pond, and the evening breeze was cool. Curtis walked over and drew Leanne close into his embrace, shielding her from the wind.

"Why were you gone so long?"

"I took a wrong turn," Leanne said innocently, her face an open book of feigned confusion. "All those flowers and bushes look alike. It's hard to tell them apart at night."

"Getting lost in your backyard?" Curtis raised an eyebrow in amusement. "This garden has your name on it. If you stomped your foot, you'd think the local spirits would come out to guide you."

Leanne rolled her eyes. "I'm not exactly Alice in Wonderland, you know."

"Maybe next time bring the cat along," Curtis suggested casually. "It's got sharp eyes and can tell the difference between two similar things."

the similarities between themselves and others,

held the cat in her arms, then extended her hand towards him, palm open.

petals, tinged with a soft pink at the

"For you."

rose peeking over the garden wall, blooming with vivacious tenacity. Perhaps it was the moment

the flower, his gaze softening. "Got lost picking

petal, its velvet softness sending a gentle wave of

should frame this. It's the first flower you've ever given

spurred by impulse, hadn't expected such a response from him. She

with them from the wind. You could pick some up yourself if you

"You're quite the

his trousers and cheekily asked for more.

I?"

boldly. "Just agree, alright? Or I'll

came with an incongruous humor that made Leanne chuckle, releasing the cat to the ground. "Go ahead and get grumpy, Prince

she

sprinted ahead, and Curtis

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