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.

pie left in the kitchen, do you want

"Sure."

glanced at him, opting not to comment in front of his wife and daughter. Leanne came back with

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

"Your cousin made it

to delight his wife and daughter with

complimenting Curtis tauntingly,

a while, when Betty needed to use the restroom, Leanne took her away, leaving the

get so high that a hundred grand can't even buy you a shirt

glanced at his

broke and penniless is not very

tone was casual, but his words hit

down the plate, "Cousin,

lightly, "What's

jealous of

vel.ne

guess how many years I've been

the mini puzzle piece Betty left with him and stretching his

But what I have,