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

Attempting to sneak a chicken but losing rice instead, Grace grabbed Skyler's arm hurriedly. "It's not like that, Skyler. You're the only one in my heart..."

Skyler coldly shook off her grasp. "I've been good to you, but don't take me for a fool."

Grace's face turned ashen in an instant.

"Aren't you guys curious? Don't you want to see what I want to see?" Joy was almost tearing her hair out. "It's like watching a TV show and not seeing the finale."

Leanne couldn't resist a jab. "You drop a show after two episodes. How many finales have you seen?"

Joy huffed, "Since you two made up, your tongue's gotten sharper. Is it from kissing him?"

Leanne bumped her with an elbow. "Shut it."

"No, I won't." Joy chuckled mischievously, and the two pushed and shoved. Leanne was no match for Joy, who quickly got the upper hand. She leaped to put Leanne in a headlock, shouting, "Watch me put you in a chokehold!"

But she missed and nearly lost her balance, almost crashing into a wall.

Curtis pulled Leanne into his arms, his cold gaze sweeping over Joy. "Her little strength is no match for yours. How about I hire a few martial arts instructors for you? A couple of months of training, and I'll send you to a ring to vent all that brute strength."

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