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

"Pfft!"

Joy and Selina burst into laughter, with Joy slapping her thigh in amusement. "Leanne, now I get why you're always biting the dust."

Engrossed in her cards, Leanne had missed the play dynamics and sheepishly touched her nose, quietly retracting the nine of spades and throwing out the eight instead.

But then, everyone was onto her, knowing she was banking on the nine of spades.

Joy teasingly waved her nine spades in the air. "Hey, I don't need this one. Maybe if you beg, I'll let you win with it?"

Ever so proud, Leanne retorted, "A true player doesn't feast on charity."

"Oh!" Joy covered her mouth in mock surprise. "Oops, looks like I drew another one."

Leanne was speechless.

Arms crossed, Devin displayed a look of utter disgust at Joy's theatrics. "Really?"

fluttered her eyelashes.

at Leanne.

your fault for giving it away.

the target of her annoyance, smiled indulgently. "Okay, I won't say a

he casually

she quickly shouted, "I've got

shot

a defiant snarl, "What? Never seen

as agreed, Curtis just watched Leanne make her bold

above a beginner, making her an

her furrowed brow,

money. It's about not losing all

losses?" "Hey, cut it

your help.

game, unsure of her move, she turned to Curtis. "What