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?"

Leanne's mind was elsewhere, and if not for her intuition, she might not have noticed the driver change. "Why are you

be a bit too

had come to pick up his wife from work,

pulled the car over. "Come sit in the

seat, buckling her seatbelt as Curtis said with

a child, finding praise in the

eat when I'm hungry and to use an

so?" Curtis raised an eyebrow, his tone playful yet mocking. "And

Leanne turned her gaze forward, her expression defiant. "I was never taught that

closer, his handsome face inches from hers, his voice teasing.

was a joke, Leanne felt a shiver, her

will you teach?" she

ill-timed call

glimpsed the caller ID, reading the rich

Curtis sighed and answered leisurely, "What do

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

student?" Maddox asked before stopping, well aware of his son's