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."

similarities between themselves and

hand towards him, palm open.

pink at the edges,

"For you."

way back from dropping off Violet, she had spotted the rose peeking over the garden wall, blooming with vivacious tenacity. Perhaps it was the moment of happiness that inspired

his gaze softening. "Got lost picking this for

the petal, its velvet softness sending a gentle wave of emotion through him, softening his usually

the

impulse, hadn't expected such a response

ground's littered with them from the wind. You

quite the charmer, aren't

cheekily asked for more.

I?" she

I'm your husband," Curtis declared boldly. "Just agree, alright? Or I'll

humor that made Leanne chuckle, releasing

turned away, she muttered, "Such a

cat sprinted ahead, and Curtis casually followed behind

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