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."

the mess they had created, wiping tables and

and Leanne instructed Jake to drive Joy and Selina

to

the living room quieting down, Curtis pulled a delicate pink-white flower from his pocket, placing

mischievous cat

up at Skyler with a cool, warning look, "Keep

offering a serious reminder, "Watch out for Xenia. She's a bit like you. I have a feeling Grace didn't bring

"Like me?"

scene Leanne had witnessed earlier flashed

at night, Curtis and Xenia alone, a setting that could easily lead

seconds, then

Selina leaned over from the other side to reassure her, "Curtis isn't the type to cheat. Besides, the original is still here. What's

annoyed, "Can't you watch your words? If you can't talk right, might as well donate

have no ill intentions.

"I'll give you a piece of