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

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Chapter 312 Leanne was nonchalant as she remarked, “Don't you need to visit your future father-in-law?" "Did he tell you in a dream asking for me?" The elevator was crowded, and others glanced over. Curtis, undeterred, teased about deceased Joseph with a flippant tone, "I just visited his grave for Memorial Day. How che's more clingy than you?" Leanne bit her lip, irritated. "Shut up." Curtis, sensing he had pushed her to the brink, surrendered with a smile, “Okay, I'll zip it. Don't be mad. Even that kid over there is watching you." The child who had been sneaking peeks quickly turned away.

Exiting the building, the rain was relentless, casting a gloomy gray filter over the world, water pooling on the ground.

As Leanne stepped out, Curtis pulled her back gently, “Watch your step with that injury.” "I'm not made of glass, you know." Pulling her hand from his, Leanne opened her umbrella and walked straight into the rain.

Standing outside the hospital, she waited several minutes for her ride. The driver called, stuck in traffic due to the rain, and canceled.

In just that short time, the slanting rain had soaked her pants.

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The branches of the plane trees cracked under the onslaught of the rain, and a black Bentley sat quietly underneath.

Curtis emerged from the car, umbrella in hand, and walked towards her.

He covered her with his large umbrella, took hers, folded it, and grasped her wrist to lead her to the car.

"You can givea cold shoulder in the car too. No need to punish yourself in this downpour." Her logic was odd but persuasive.

Leanne, seeing her drenched pants, stopped resisting and let him lead her into the car.

Rain tapped rhythmically against the car window, leaving snaking trails on the glass.

The familiar and soothing scent of the car's fragrance filled the air.

Outside, the rain isolated them in a bubble of tranquility. Suddenly, Leanne asked, "Did you 1/2 08-44 Chapter 312 visit my parents' graves on Memorial Day?" Curtis, handing her a clean towel, nonchalantly confirmed with a grunt.

"I thought you wouldn't want to see me, so I waited until you left." The rain today was heavier than on Memorial Day. Leanne hadn't known he had been there.

It felt as if rain was falling inside her too, droplets rippling across a lake, spreading endlessly.

For a moment, Leanne was silent.

Curtis was wiping the rain from her pants, careful not to touch her bandaged wound.

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She turned to look out the window again, "It's just once a year, not like you with Harrington, reporting in daily." Curtis paused, giving her a look that was kinda hard to read.

She stared at the water streaming down the glass, her profile emotionless.

Curtis couldn't help but smile slightly, calmly asking, "What do Leanne glanced at him, "You know what I mean." "I really don't," Curtis replied. "Maybe you should enlighten me." Leanne ignored him.

you mean?"

Curtis methodically folded the towel, "That supposed engagement was a deal my mother made with the Wright family, never brought to light, never through me, never valid."

"Back hlast time, I told the Wrights straight up. You didn't ask, I figured you really didn't give a hoot." Curtis looked at her seriously, lookery "Although I like it when you get a little jealous for me, you shouldn't take the Wright family seriously." Leanne, looking out the window, replied coolly, "You're mistaken. I wasn't jealous."

"Really?" Curtis' voice held a teasing note, "Then why do detecta Aint of jealousy! Are you lying to me?" Jake, who was focused on driving, was speechless.

Leanne regretted mentioning this topic.

Curtis twinkled his eyes with increasing amusement, pinching her cheek, "Silly." "I'm here to have your back, not to woo them. I chere daily to ensure they don't trouble you."

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