Chapter 149
Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )
Chapter 149
âGod, youâve got a way with words that could topple a saint, let alone someone as tender-hearted as Mrs. Richardson.â Jake had seen it all day after day, and he was bursting to speak his mind. Once he started, he found it hard to stop.
âGuys like us, we must be a bit more open-minded, think bigger picture, you know? Bend a little and give in. Itâs not the end of the world. Whatâs more important, pride or your loved one? If sheâs gone, whoâll suffer? You. So, if you miss her, say it. If you want to make things right, say that, too. Itâs as easy as opening your mouth. Whatâs so hard about that?â âYou think youâve got me all figured out?â Curtis swept a disinterested glance his way. âWho told you I want to make up with her?â
Under his breath, Jake muttered, âIf you donât want to make up with her, why do you keep hanging around her place?â
A BMW 7 Series zipped past them in the next lane, prompting Curtis to command, âPull
over.â
Jake did as instructed and pulled over by the curb, watching Curtis scrutinize the rearview mirror with an unreadable expression.
âTurn around. Letâs go back.â
As Jake turned the car back toward Golden Grove Manors, he noticed the BMW parked outside Leanneâs apartment building.
He didnât recognize the car and looked questioningly at Curtis, who had lowered the window and was staring at a brightly lit, amber-tinted window on one of the upper floors, his face chilled by the brisk wind, expressionless.
Leanne opened her door to find Jeremy holding a box for her. âA buddy of mine shipped over a few boxes of strawberries. Selina tasted them and swore theyâre incredibly sweet, so she made me promise to bring some over for you to try.â
âYou came all this way to bring this to me?â There was a slight pressure in Leanneâs voice âYou shouldnât have gone through the trouble.â
Jeremy didnât mention waiting for her in the hospital parking lot nor seeing her leave with Curtis.
He smiled and said, âSheâs always thinking of you whenever she gets something good. She kept nagging me about it all day. I was in the area for work anyway, so it was on my way.â
Whether it was convenient, Leanne knew there was a reason heâd gone out of his way to bring her strawberries.
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Just then, Jeremy noticed the screwdriver in her hand. âWhat are you working on?â
âThe water heater stopped working. The service center said they couldnât send anyone until tomorrow. They suggested it might be the socket and told me to check if thereâs
power.â
âWhy didnât you call maintenance? You canât mess with electrical stuff on your own. Itâs dangerous.â
Leanne felt a little embarrassed, âBecause last timeâ¦â
Sheâd been scared before, and calling for an electrician so late made her uneasy. She
could make do without most things until the morning, but no hot water meant no shower.
donât mind, I can check it for you,â Jeremy offered.
âIf you
Meanwhile, Curtis sat in his Bentley, which hadnât moved an inch from the shadow of a tree. He kept checking his watch, his frown turning into a scowl.
Confused, Jake ventured, âWhat are we waiting for so late at night?â
No sooner had he asked than Curtisâ demeanor turned colder.
Without a word, he got out of the car, his tall figure striding purposefully into the brightly lit lobby, his presence darkening the air around him.
When Leanne heard the doorbell and saw Curtis standing outside, she was shocked. âWhat, you havenât left yet?â
Curtis managed to mask his emotions well, revealing nothing abnormal as he casually said, âJust need to use the bathroom.â
Checking her phone, Leanne frowned, âShouldnât you be home by now? Why come all the way here to use my bathroom?â
âWhat, is your place off-limits?â Curtisâ tone was faintly mocking.
Leanne was skeptical, finding his behavior strange.
At that moment, Jeremy walked out of the kitchen. His jacket was off, sleeves rolled up, wearing slippers, a picture of a man at ease in his own home after a long day at work.
âCurtis?â Jeremy was equally taken aback upon seeing him.
The façade Curtis had been maintaining crumbled in the bright lights. His face darker by the second.
grew
âWhy canât I come up here for a coffee while he can?â
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