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

When she heard he was thirty, it felt like there was a massive canyon between them. She never expected him to actually be quite the looker.

But what's the point of being handsome? The guy was as serious as a heart attack, just like her dad, totally stiff and boring.

Hamilton agreed to let her keep doing her thing, on the condition that she'd go through with an arranged marriage.

After they got engaged, Tina grabbed her DSLR and left Capital City. Over two years, she traveled the world, leaving her mark on all seven continents.

She climbed Everest, photographed penguins and seals in Antarctica, encountered venomous snakes in the Amazon rainforest, and even daringly made her way through the war-torn regions of Syria, with missiles falling less than a mile away from her.

That was the last straw for Hamilton. Using embassy connections, he had her brought back from halfway across the world. She didn't even make it out of the airport before being whisked away to Stonebridge. Unfortunately, there was a hiccup in the handover. Tina ended up sitting at the airport exit for an hour and a half, yawning her head off with nobody coming to get her.

She had no idea where Phillip lived, didn't have his number, and was torn between taking a cab to the Richardson Manor to face her future in-laws or contacting her now-estranged father for Phillip's number. She chose option C.

She was about to make her way to a hotel to get some sleep.

Just as she was about to hail a cab, a silver-topped Maybach pulled up in front of her.

The back door opened, and a pair of legs encased in dark slacks stepped out. Phillip buttoned up his suit jacket, his handsome features and tall, lean figure standing out in the dreary airport traffic. There she was, sitting on her suitcase, struggling to keep her eyelids open, her gaze slowly focusing on him.

"Sorry," Phillip's deep, soothing voice broke through the fuzziness in her ears. "I had a meeting this afternoon. My assistant took sudden leave, and the message got lost."

Tina perked up a bit. "Oh, here I thought you were getting back at me for being late last time."

but she didn't move, so

"I'm not that petty."

being escorted to the car. "So, you're saying I'm

on her face, calm yet piercing. "You could have just called

the car. "I didn't want to bother

and closed the door,

took her to his apartment, not far from the VectorVista building, a place

as bare as a showroom, the kitchen pristine and

fine by Tina; she

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guest room for her luggage, didn't bother unpacking, and headed straight for the

day around noon, she

apartment, hired by Phillip to look after her, asking what

around much," Tina said, all dolled up and

was good at

and her first few weeks in Stonebridge were

with social engagements Packed

back later

same roof. He hadn't shared his number, and she hadn't felt the