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

"Sure."

new home. Curtis merely glanced at him, opting not to comment in front of his wife

it, his physique somewhere between a teenager's and an adult man's, lean

Leanne said, "Your cousin made it

eager to delight his wife and daughter with tasty

Curtis tauntingly, "Cousin, you're sure a

while, when Betty needed to

living in Emberland get so high that a hundred grand can't

his sleeveless

broke and penniless

tone was casual, but his words

finishing his pie, Larson put down the plate,

lightly, "What's

be jealous of about

vel.ne

years, guess how many years I've

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

But what I have, you might never