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

Grace had just turned away when she unexpectedly met Curtis' icy stare.

Having known both Skyler and Curtis for a decade, Grace was well aware of Curtis' inherent pride and aloofness. He had never once looked at her directly.

Now, his gaze landed on her nonchalantly, his eyes cool and intriguing.

Grace felt a slight tightness in her chest and subconsciously tightened her grip on her fingers.

She turned to Leanne, "Leanne, you're back! We've been waiting for you to join our card game."

"Let's call it a night," Curtis announced abruptly.

The group of guys, who were just getting into the swing of things, hit pause, checking their phones. "Ending it at just past nine? The night's just starting!"

Curtis clearly had no intention of continuing the night with them. "If you're not done, go find somewhere else to keep at it. And take your trash with you when you leave."

boisterous group obediently began to clean up the mess they had created, wiping

Jake to

stood from the couch to take his leave. "See

Curtis pulled a delicate pink-white flower from his pocket, placing it into a glass jar

wooden shelf, worried about his increasingly mischievous cat knocking it over, then thought better of it and moved

with a cool, warning look, "Keep your

was about to close the car door when Joy suddenly grabbed her, offering a serious reminder, "Watch out for

"Like me?"

Leanne had witnessed earlier flashed through

the garden, late at night, Curtis and Xenia

few seconds,

other side to reassure her, "Curtis isn't the type to cheat. Besides, the original is still here. What's the point of duplicating? Besides, Leanne isn't gone yet... Ow! Why did you

on the back of the head, annoyed, "Can't you watch your words?

protested weakly, "I have no ill intentions. You know

retorted, "I'll give you