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

He was visibly irritated. "Joy, have you ever heard of playing hard to get? You barely know the guy, and you're already letting him crash at your place overnight. Are you not afraid he might take you for a ride?" "Did you time travel from the Victorian era?" Joy retorted, "Your buddies play the field like it's going out of style. How come they didn't liberate you, too?"

Devin choked on her words for a moment.

"Besides, I've known Austin for five years. If it weren't for him having to get that check-up, I probably would've had him wrapped around my finger by now."

"Who's wrapping who, exactly? You're clueless, thinking you're getting the better end of the deal. You'd probably thank someone for robbing you. Can't you be a little smarter?"

Devin was fuming. "Yeah, five years, but so what? How come it took him this long to make a move on you? He's too savvy to fall for someone like you."

Ready to launch into a physical retort with whatever was at hand, Joy paused, realizing Devin's irritation stemmed from jealousy, seeing Austin as a rival. She forgave him, thinking, 'Who can resist my charm after all?'

"I'm warning you. Austin is my boyfriend. Show some respect. He never talks about you behind your back."

Devin internally sulked, feeling outplayed. He tried to suppress his anger, his voice a mix of hardness and a plea for peace. "Why don't you break up with him?"

"And

and be with me. I won't fight with you or tease you anymore. Whatever you want, a designer bag, a car, or your favorite food, I'll get it for

with which Devin spoke, nor did she notice his

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a swift move, she had Devin in a headlock. "Think you can

been cynical about love, found the concept

into Austin's arms was received with affection, but when

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a man, she wouldn't put him in a

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else

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"He's handsome, smart, kind,

considerate, talented, successful