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?"

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

impersonating Jake be a bit too challenging for

his wife from work, but she hadn't spared

over.

out and moved to the passenger seat, buckling her seatbelt as Curtis said with lazy,

her like a child, finding praise in the simplest

and to use an umbrella when

so?" Curtis raised an eyebrow, his tone playful yet mocking. "And when you see your husband, do

her gaze forward, her expression

hers, his voice

a joke, Leanne felt a shiver, her

will you teach?" she

call

Leanne glimpsed the caller ID, reading

by the interruption, Curtis sighed and answered leisurely, "What

position, Maddox was brief. "Come

student?" Maddox asked