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."

to clean up the mess they had created, wiping tables

left noisily, and Leanne instructed Jake to

the couch to take his

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

his increasingly mischievous cat knocking it over, then thought better of it and moved it to the highest

cool, warning look, "Keep your

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 through

night, Curtis and Xenia alone,

a few seconds, then composed herself,

don't worry so much," 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

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

"I have no ill intentions. You know

give you a piece