Chapter 225
Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )
Chapter 225
Leanne kept her movements minimal, nearly invisible amidst the barâs raucous
atmosphere.
Curtis glanced down at the large wine stain on his jeans, pausing for a moment before speaking, âYouâre pretty welcoming today, hitting me with a drink right off the bat.â
He was quite good at patting himself on the back. Leanne rolled her eyes, âWho said anything about buying you a drink?â
âWell then, allow me,â Curtis flagged down the bartender, about to place an order.
Thatâs when he locked eyes with Jeremy.
The bartender, tablet in hand, approached them politely, âWhat can I get for you two?â
Jeremy said, âAnother martini, please.â
Turning to Curtis, the bartender asked, âAnd for you, sir?â
Curtis didnât look his way, instead, his gaze lingered on Jeremy across the table, charged with an unspoken tension.
With the bar buzzing around them, an odd, repelling magnetic field seemed to surround them.
Curtisâ eyes, cold and detached, barely hid a smirk, âA towel.â
Both the martini and the towel were promptly delivered.
Curtis took the towel, cleaning his pants methodically, his gaze flickering towards Jeremy as he placed the cocktail in front of Leanne.
Leanne was surprised by Jeremyâs thoughtfulness, realizing he noticed her spilling the drink on Curtis, and felt a tad embarrassed.
She muttered a âThanks.â
Curtis was visibly irked. Tossing the towel on the table, he leaned back into the sofa resting his left hand on the table edge, his watch catching the dim light, shimmering
stars.
Devin handed him a drink, but he didnât drink it. Instead, he twirled the ornate glass in hi fingers, his gaze drifting towards Jeremy, âHavenât seen you around in a while. How com you didnât bring your girlfriend tonight?â
Jeremy glanced at Leanne instinctively.
Curtis, in a tone that seemed like catching up with an old friend, teased, âWas it Yuna? Or Luna? Youâve had quite a few girlfriends; hard to keep track.â
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It was clear Jeremy had dated before; nothing scandalous about that. But bringing it up in front of Leanne felt pointed.
After a moment, Jeremy replied, âHer name was Wendy. We broke up six months ago. Iâm single now.â
His answer seemed intended for a specific listener.
âIs that so,â Curtis chuckled, a sly smile playing on his lips, âWhatâs your type then? How about a doctor? My wifeâs hospital has plenty of eligible single ladies. I could set you up.â
The air thickened with tension.
Leanne could tell he was deliberately provoking her, targeting Jeremy because of her.
She frowned, âWhat do my colleagues have to do with you? If youâre so keen on playing matchmaker, go start a dating service.â
She didnât mince her words, leaving Curtis with no face in front of everyone.
Curtisâ gaze lingered on her for a few seconds before he looked away, taking a sip of his drink, then turned to Jeremy, âSeems I canât help you. Sheâs too possessive.â
Jeremy knew exactly why Curtis was targeting him.
He could endure it, but Selina couldnât stand seeing her brother mistreated. Despite her fear of Curtis, she couldnât help but defend Jeremy, âMy brother didnât fall for Leanne because sheâs a doctor. Heâs had a crush on her for years⦠way before you even knew herâ¦â
Jeremy, rarely losing his temper, snapped, âSelina! Enough!â
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