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

Curtis leaned down and kissed his daughter's forehead as she drifted into sleep, "Go get some rest."

Once they vanished up the stairs, Curtis pulled out a card, holding it between his fingers, and made a straightforward offer: "There's a monthly limit of a hundred grand on this card, spend it however you wish, wherever you wish."

Larson replied, "Deal."

Curtis tossed the card over, Larson pocketed it, and left.

Three hours later, Curtis and Leanne were in the living room, keeping their energetically awake daughter, Betty, company with puzzle assembling when sounds of a car echoed from the driveway.

Several delivery folks from various stores arrived, unloading heaps of parcels and bags into the house.

Betty perked up and warmly greeted the newcomers with a chirpy "Hi!"

Larson sauntered in, now dressed in a fresh outfit consisting of a tank top and casual denim jeans.

Leanne glanced at Curtis, puzzled, "Didn't you say he couldn't settle in here and went to stay with friends?" Curtis' gaze turned icy as he looked towards the door, "Explain."

Larson shrugged, "My friend got locked up."

That left Curtis and Leanne speechless.

What an irrefutable reason.

Leanne asked, "There's some apple pie left in the kitchen, do you

"Sure."

Larson sprawled on the couch, clearly having chosen their place as his new home. Curtis merely glanced at him, opting not to comment in front of his wife and daughter. Leanne came back with the apple pie, and Larson turned on his

somewhere between a teenager's and an adult man's, lean but not frail, with

Leanne said, "Your cousin made it

cook, but most often, it was Curtis who cooked, eager to delight his wife and daughter with tasty treats. Coincidentally, both Leanne and Betty's

apple pie, complimenting Curtis tauntingly,

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get so high that a hundred

glanced at his sleeveless top, "It's

and penniless is not

was casual, but his words hit

pie, Larson put down the plate, "Cousin, are you jealous because I'm

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be jealous of about

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twentieth years, guess how many years I've been

mini puzzle piece Betty left with him and stretching his legs out, Curtis

you have now, I've had before. But what I have, you