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

Chapter 258

A deep sense of powerlessness overwhelmed Curtis as he slowly released her hand under her cool, indifferent gaze.

“Is this my punishment?” he asked bitterly.

Though his hands were cold, Leanne felt a chill upon letting go.

She didn’t answer, just turned and entered her house, leaving him behind.

The door closed in front of Curtis, cutting off the warm light and air, leaving him enveloped in a cold so fierce it felt like an army of frost had besieged him from all

directions.

He felt as cold as if he’d just been dragged out of an ice cellar, dejectedly kneeling outside the door, his whole being a picture of desolation.

He raised a hand to massage his throbbing temple, his voice hoarse but eerily cold.

“Have you two seen enough?”

In the elevator lobby, Joy, quick on her feet, yanked Selina back, frantically pressing the

elevator button.

Selina clung to her, eyes wide with panic, as if they were being chased.

As soon as the elevator arrived, they dashed in

Not until the elevator doors had closed did Joy breathe a sigh of relief.

“Damn, that scared the hell out of me! Would he come after us?”

Selina was shocked beyond belief. Curtis, always so proud and aloof, reduced to kneeling. The shock had snapped her out of any drowsiness, leaving her wide awake.

Joy looked serious. “Pack your bags, we’re getting out of here!”

But Curtis didn’t come after them.

The next morning; at a meeting, he clearly looked beat. There was no hiding the bags under his eyes and how absolutely drained he was.

Gossip flew around the office, but everyone treaded lightly around him, fearful of becoming the target of his unvented anger.

It was clear Curtis was in a foul mood, as if a cloud loomed over him on an otherwise sunny day.

Yet, surprisingly, he didn’t lash out, even handling a lost project with unusual leniency.

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After the meeting, Caleb suggested gently, “Mr. Richardson, your car’s been sent for repairs after that crash. Maybe you should get checked at the hospital.” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Curtis was reminded of something.

“How’s the pregnant lady from yesterday?”

“She’s given birth, mother and daughter are both healthy,” Caleb reported. “Her husband called this morning to express their gratitude.”

As spring warmed the air, Curtis sat back, lost in thought as he gazed out the window.

“Send over some health supplements,” he suggested.

After that day, Curtis kept his word and stayed out of Leanne’s life.

It was for the best. Without the divorce papers, their situation was no different from being

divorced.

As the days warmed, Devin’s birthday approached.

This year, Devin was turning a significant age, feeling partly responsible for a rift between Curtis and Leanne caused at his birthday party three years ago. He planned a grand

celebration.

To ensure he remembered everyone who was there three years ago, he exhausted his limited patience, pestering Skyler daily until Skyler started avoiding him.

He compiled a long guest list, calling each person with a mix of invitations and threats to ensure their attendance, no matter where they were.

Not coming? Devin was ready to settle scores.

He was gearing up, determined to reclaim the respect lost for Leanne that day and to make amends on behalf of Curtis.

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