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

After work, Leanne went to the parking lot, where her Phantom was in its usual spot.

Jake didn't get out to open the door for her. She was deep in thought and didn't notice, opening the door herself and getting in.

The car started and pulled out of the hospital parking lot, the familiar scenery whizzing by as she pondered how to investigate Vector Vista Bank.

Having been with the Richardson family for years, she had rarely dealt with Vector Vista. Showing a sudden and unusual interest could tip off someone as sharp and capable as Maddox.

Lost in thought, she suddenly felt something off in the silent car.

She glanced toward the driver's seat.

The orange hues of the sunset flooded the car, illuminating the man's profile, his long arms on the steering wheel, his features sharp and handsome in the play of light and shadow.

It wasn't Jake.

Curtis caught her eye in the rearview mirror, an indifferent gaze meeting hers.

"Just noticed? After being kidnapped by someone, you're still obliviously tagging along. Is your guard up only against me?"

to be on guard against you?" Leanne's mind was elsewhere, and if not for her intuition, she might

impersonating Jake be a

had come to pick up his wife from work, but she hadn't spared him

the car over.

her seatbelt as Curtis said with lazy, teasing praise,

like a child, finding praise

and

eyebrow, his tone playful yet mocking. "And when you see your husband,

turned her gaze forward, her expression defiant.

from hers, his voice teasing. "How about Mr. Richardson

felt a shiver, her toes

what will you teach?" she

an ill-timed call interrupted Mr.

phone, and Leanne glimpsed the caller ID, reading

sighed and answered leisurely, "What do you

was brief. "Come over." "Can't. I'm

you get a student?" Maddox asked before