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

Jake be a bit too challenging for

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

pulled the car over. "Come sit in the

to the passenger seat, buckling her seatbelt as Curtis

was treating her like a child, finding praise in the simplest

I'm hungry and to

mocking. "And when you see

her

handsome face inches from hers, his voice teasing.

knowing it was a joke, Leanne felt a shiver, her toes

you

call

Leanne glimpsed the caller

the interruption, Curtis sighed and answered leisurely,

giving concise orders from his high position, Maddox was brief. "Come

get a student?" Maddox asked before stopping,