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?"

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

a bit too challenging

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

car over.

passenger seat, buckling her seatbelt as Curtis said with lazy, teasing praise, "Look at you, buckling up all by

like a child, finding praise in the

hungry and

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

her expression defiant. "I

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

a joke, Leanne felt a shiver,

what will you teach?" she

ill-timed call interrupted Mr.

Leanne glimpsed the caller ID, reading the

Curtis sighed and answered leisurely, "What do

from his high position, Maddox was

a student?" Maddox asked before stopping, well aware of his