Chapter 106
Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )
Chapter 106
Maddox said, âJust have Curtis pick up Anne. Whyâd you go yourself?â
âI picked up my dear granddaughter. Itâs none of your business.â
âSheâs such a kid at heart,â Maddox thought, exasperated.
Curtis interrupted, âSheâs your granddaughter, and Iâm your grandson. Yet weâre married.
Letâs keep this secret under wraps, or people will start thinking we are strange.â
No sooner had he finished his sentence than three pairs of eyes glared at him.
Jennifer scolded him, âWhat nonsense are you spouting now?â
Maddox frowned, âMind your words!â
Leanne didnât even need to rebuke him.
But Mary was always amused by Curtis, chuckling, and she playfully swatted at him. âYou rascal, you should come with me to a church to see if you donât get straightened out.â
Curtis didnât dodge, standing there lazily as she tapped him on the cheek. âWhy would they need to straighten me out? Iâm the picture of devotion, praying for your long life every day.â
Jennifer said, âAnne, go and help Mary change into something nice for dinner.â
âOkay.â
Leanne helped Mary back to her room, and Mary had Leanne pick an outfit for her, complaining everything in the closet was so last season, âThese styles are so out of
date.â
Curtis leaned on the doorway. âMaybe you should borrow one of Leanneâs floral dresses.â
Leanne couldnât understand how the same family could raise a solid and steady brother and this joker.
âI donât have floral dresses.â
âWhat a shame,â Curtis feigned helplessness, âYour dear granddaughter here isnât as fashionable as you.â
Leanne was at a loss for words.
Sarah, who was helping Mary with the clothes, couldnât help but shake with silent laughter. Even Mary laughed, shooing him away. âGo on, get out. We ladies are busy picking clothes. No room for peeping toms.â
Finally, they settled on an outfit that pleased her, and Sarah helped her dress while Leanne
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put away the clothes theyâd discarded.
As Leanne stepped out, Curtis was on the phone, arranging the delivery of the latest seasonal fashion.
She opened the door to leave, and he glanced over. After finishing his call, he lowered the phone and hung up.
As Leanne passed by him, his brooding gaze followed her. âYou sure are good at hanging up. What were you in a past life, a telephone operator?â
Curtis didnât forget a grudge.
Leanne was about to leave but turned back to say, âYou can explain our divorce to Mary.â
With his hands in his pockets and leaning against the door, Curtis looked at her from under raised eyelids. âNice try, making me out to be the bad guy.â
âIf youâre not the bad guy, then who is?â Leanne snapped back. âHow do you plan on getting engaged to Suzan without first telling Mary the truth?â
Curtis frowned, and his tone was ambiguous. âWho told you I was getting engaged?â
âEveryoneâs talking about it.â
âEveryone who? Give me a name.â
Seeing she couldnât name anyone, Curtis scoffed, âIâm not legally divorced yet, and how am I getting engaged? Itâs like monogamy canât hold me down anymore. How capable do they think I am?â
Leanne turned to walk away. âYouâre aware youâre out of your league.â
Curtis laughed out of irritation, following her. âWhen did you get so sharp-tongued?â
âI learned from the best.â
âI never taught you that. What, did you catch it from kissing me?â
Leanne suddenly halted, and Curtis stopped, too, looking up.
Suzan had appeared at some point and was sitting on the living room couch, discussing
the details of her recent surgery with Jennifer.
Curtisâ last remark reached their ears. Suzanâs smile froze, and Jennifer wore an expression of disbelief.
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