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

Clocking out, her colleague tidied up their desk and turned to Joy with an invitation, "Let's hit the road?"

Joy put on an act, "Oh shoot, just remembered I need to tweak something in my project. I'll head out after, you go on ahead." "Since when did you become such a go-getter?" her colleague asked, skepticism written all over their face before departing.

Joy pondered over that comment; indeed, her pattern of arriving late and leaving early had drastically reduced. Where she once would skip work at any chance, now she found herself more eager to start the day than Mia.

In the past, whenever Austin passed by her desk, she'd think: Bad vibes!

Now, catching a fleeting glance from Austin, she'd muse: Look at him, throwing me those flirtatious looks again.

Could this all be Austin's cunning plan?

Why else would he suddenly start flirting with her out of the blue?

Austin stayed back late at work. By the time he finished up, most of the office had already left. He shut down his computer, grabbed his jacket, then thought better of it and hung it back up.

Joy, slouched in her chair, was contemplating whether she'd unwittingly fallen for the capitalist trap of a handsome man, when a message popped up on her phone.

Austin texted, "Come in."

and walked towards Austin's office, pushing the door open with a cool demeanor, "You

behind his desk, looked up

So straightforward?

Joy thought, "Why not?"

a scheme, or outright seduction,

towards him, finding the posture awkward. The thought of sitting in his lap crossed her mind but she immediately dismissed it, wary of

Austin stood up, effortlessly lifted her

by any means, quite fit actually, and on a good day,

partake in five meals

seemed forever stuck at

feel

the silence of the night enveloping them. As Austin hesitated, Joy

gaze lingered on her for a moment before he spoke, "Has anyone ever told you, you're actually quite

personality was far

outspoken, capable of lifting heavy loads, more tomboyish than most men around. It was easy for people

I've been a knockout since childhood. You've met my best friend, right? If Stonebridge had a beauty ranking, she'd be first, and I'd be a

Austin chuckled.