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

The evening chill nipped at her skin, even through her thick coat. She shivered, feeling the cold bite through her layers.

"Hey boss, should I return this dress to you?"

The evening gown was something Austin had picked out, a high-end brand that couldn't have come cheap. But considering she had already worn it, it didn't seem like he could do much with it now.

"No need."

Scoring a free dress and getting fed for the night, Joy flashed him a heart with her hands, laying it on thick, "Boss, you're the most generous guy in the whole world."

Austin shot back, "It's coming out of your paycheck."

"What?!" There it was, the heartless capitalist showing his true colors. Joy's expression flipped faster than a pancake. "I accompanied you without even getting overtime, and now you want me to pay for the dress? That's just low."

He looked at her, a flicker of amusement in his eyes, probably guessing the string of insults she was hurling at him in her mind. "You've eaten more tonight than any overtime could cover."

"I'll clean the dress and return it to you, okay? Not a penny coming from me!"

Inside, Joy was crafting a list of curses aimed at him. As she navigated the steps, still mentally berating him, she missed her footing and stumbled forward.

"Shoot!" she exclaimed as Austin turned around at the noise, instinctively reaching out to catch her.

hands found his, but it was too late. Thankfully, the stairs weren't high, and she landed on

bizarre pose, kneeling before him as if in

she quipped, "... Your

said, barely holding back a

cursed under her breath, muttering about his nerve to find

helped her up. "Did

scrape on her knee. "Does this count as a workplace

wound, which would

effortlessly lifted Joy into his

her eyes

doing?" Austin echoed, looking down at her. "What's

like a princess in a romance novel was one thing, but by her boss?

for a moment, she breathed a sigh

a rare moment

returned with

off right at her doorstep, which Joy had half-expected by then, secretly wondering if she could squeeze some sort of compensation out of the

was lucky if he didn't

She let it go.