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

Maddox's SUV pulled up outside the iron gates of the estate, and his gaze lifted to the new name emblazoned above.

The gate remained stubbornly closed, and the guard hemmed and hawed, finally muttering, "Mr. Curtis has given strict orders not to let you in."

Phillip was about to dial Curtis on his phone when Maddox interrupted, "No need. He's just trying to ruffle my feathers."

With that, Maddox stepped out of the car and entered the estate on foot.

It had been a while since Maddox had visited. Curtis had turned it into a private residence, making it far cozier than before.

As a hidden haven amid the city's hustle, its charm was unique under a blanket of snow.

Maddox walked down the cobblestone path with Phillip trailing behind.

Inside the main house, three people were enjoying a warm gathering.

tomato soup and pancakes, Jennifer inquired about her prenatal checkup. Fighting off sleepiness, Leanne struggled

take a

her unfinished book, Leanne hesitated. "I

nodded approvingly. "Hmm, we've got a little piglet who loves food

playful punch at Curtis. He took it with a laugh, then deadpanned, "You know, hitting me now counts as gang violence. I reserve the

hold back,

was the scene that greeted Maddox and Phillip as they stepped through the archway into

and filled with laughter. Even Jennifer's face brightened up with a

the two figures in the courtyard, her laughter

figure dusted with snow, Maddox climbed the steps, his expression as unreadable as

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in anger.