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

Phillip breezed past Curtis, tossing his own words back at him with a smirk, "Lost your smile, have you?"

Curtis, rendered speechless by irritation, pinched Leanne's cheek a bit harder than necessary, "All the victories I rack up out there, and here you are, setting me back, Dean. You're truly my nemesis." Leanne, feeling somewhat at fault, didn't resist, allowing him to shape her face as he pleased.

Joy hurriedly handed over her son, chirping a quick "Bye!" before making a swift exit.

Tina entrusted her twins to Leanne, "Their nanny will get their meals ready. Thanks for looking after them, Anne."

One by one, the cars departed, leaving Leanne and Curtis alone in the cabin... well, not entirely alone, considering the four kids of various sizes still there.

Little Danny was building a tower with blocks, seemingly unfazed by the absence of his parents, while the one-year-old twins had just woken up, hungry and restless.

The doorbell chimed as Devin, freshly back from a business trip, stepped in amidst a swirl of snowflakes, dropping his suitcase with a thud and greeting, "Hey, bro." Curtis, in the midst of making formula, glanced at him briefly before handing over two bottles, one pink and one blue, to the eagerly awaiting twins. "Everything taken care of?"

"All done." Devin, grabbing a cucumber from the fridge for a quick snack, leaned against the counter and half-joked, "I'm dead on my feet. Didn't sleep a wink last night, and there was this kid on the plane, crying like it was the end of the world. Felt like flushing it down the toilet."

Curtis patted his head gently, "Go catch some sleep then."

Devin asked, "What room can I

Curtis, trying to hide his

sense the underlying trap, chose a room at random, ditched his coat, and dived under the covers, asleep in seconds without dreaming a thing. Yet, he woke with a feeling of being surrounded... by

eyes, he was met with Betty's plump, curious face, her big eyes staring

Joy's son munched on chips noisily beside

on his legs, Devin looked down to find the

did

a child could muster, said, "Daddy said you work too hard and are always hungry and cold, so he sent us to take care of you." ...So, who's looking

plot, reached for his phone, only to see a message from his dear brother sent half an

list of each baby's needs and how to

comment was, "Mom and Dad had a fortune teller say you're due for marriage and kids this year.

onto the snow that crunched under her feet, with Curtis' tall figure following closely behind, their steps

flicked on the lights,

her here, their flight canceled due

her hand as they entered. Unaware of his scheming she didn't realize he could

longer than necessary. Content

property seemed untouched, preserved by