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

"Just making an analogy."

"That's an analogy you can't make," Curtis said, pulling her closer, freeing her worriedly bitten lower lip from her teeth, and gently rubbing it with the tip of his finger for comfort.

"Being your husband isn't about you sacrificing your dreams for me. Let me handle all the problems, okay? You shouldn't feel troubled over anything. Just focus on what you want to do, what you desire. And if there are obstacles, I'll clear them for you."

"How are you going to clear them?"

"Does your answer not include the option of me joining you in Cambridge?"

"You're giving up your company?" Leanne asked. "Your career focus has shifted back home. Going to Cambridge with me, and what about ElitePinnacle? You've taken a long break for me. Caleb's starting to get gray hairs."

"I promoted him to vice president at the start of the year. Not one of those gray hairs is unearned."

Curtis held her close, a sea of tenderness in his brown eyes. "ElitePinnacle can learn to work without me, but I can't do without you guys."

"Leanne, you could stand to be more confident. You're always immovable in my world and on any scale."

waist, leaning her

used up all my luck in this

her first twenty years seemed

hair from her ear, and bent down

kissed, a vigorous "Eh" sounded not far away, making them

the crib, Betty was energetically

Leanne remember she had forgotten the

the bottle warmer, walked over, and

that energy, after you finish your milk, how about you stand up and

Leanne had her visa ready, and with Betty and their cat, she set off from Stonebridge Airport. Joy hugged her, tearfully bidding farewell. "With you leaving, when we meet again, I might have aged." Leanne paused for two

abruptly ended, and she shifted to hugging four-month-old Betty. Very fond of her, the little one grinned at Joy. Joy didn't want to let go, even contemplating

that your house in Cambridge can take one

immediately became anxious, grabbing her arm. "If you all leave, leaving me alone here, lonely and sad, what do

I'll find a way to

"I'm not leaving forever. You

of picking

interjected calmly, "There's still room in the

Joy was speechless.