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

Skyler could feel it. When he walked in, Grace's grip on his hand tightened involuntarily.

Curtis rose from his chair and approached Skyler. "I've always stayed out of your personal affairs with her. If you're willing to be used by her, that's your choice. But don't involve me in it, and honestly, I couldn't give a hoot. You know my line in the sand."

Skyler was well aware.

Curtis might not care much about most things, but when it came to Leanne, he wouldn't tolerate a speck of dust in his eyes.

"Handle it yourself."

Curtis left him some dignity, grabbed his coat, took Leanne by the hand, and patted Skyler on the shoulder before leaving. "Take care of yourself."

His gesture was casual but felt immensely heavy on Skyler's shoulder.

Still not having had her fill of the drama, Joy lingered, unwilling to leave. Before the door closed, she heard Skyler ask.

bring Xenia to Curtis' dinner party? Who

he smiled, "Mr. Nelson, if you're asking this question, you

cut off as the

Back in the room,

to say something, but Skyler didn't give her a

with

pull any stunts at

out to reveal secrets to the involved parties was a deadly challenge for

I helped her secure the land." Skyler suddenly laughed. "When you first wanted to open that hotel, you were short on funds, and I covered most of

panicked. "I did ask him for help,

want to know how many such friends you have besides him? Do you know how many

through a lot to be together, and you tried to ruin their

gifts, taking advantage of his kindness, but never agreeing to a date. Because she knew the

her to his friend the next