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

Chapter 407

Sunlight cascaded through the window, casting a golden glow that enveloped the woman lounging on the sofa.

Her shirt-dress shimmered, its soft yellow hue reflecting the sunlight as she lay half-reclined on the dark leather couch, eyes closed.

Curtis tiptoed closer, crouching before her.

She must have dozed off waiting for too long, in an uncomfortable position with her legs still on the ground, head resting on the arm of the sofa. Knowing she'd have a stiff neck from sleeping like this made Curtis want to wake her, yet he couldn't bear to disturb her slumber.

Stray strands of hair fell across her forehead, which Curtis gently brushed aside with his fingertips.

Leanne was a light sleeper. As Curtis touched her, she opened her eyes.

Her blurry and sleepy gaze fixed on him as she stretched her arms around his neck in a weary embrace.

"Why didn't you head home to rest if you were this tired?" Curtis asked.

voice lazy and heavy with sleep. She hadn't slept well in those brief moments,

as stoic as stone, felt it soften with tenderness. His palm supported her back as he leaned in to kiss her near her ear. "There's a rest area

Leanne felt uncertain, but being with him seemed

you while

suit jacket, took it off, and sat on the couch, pulling her onto

head resting on his shoulder. The subtle scent of woodsy cologne

remained quiet in the crook of Curtis' neck before mentioning, "I just returned from visiting Mary and

as surprised as she had been,

absentmindedly with the buttons on his shirt. "How come you never mentioned him

family. No one's allowed

if he had vanished into thin air. Those who had known him kept quiet, and the media

person, seemingly

was full

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