Chapter 167
Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )
Chapter 167
Joy slumped against a tree, her eyes darting down the two paths ahead. âWeâre toast. I canât remember which way to go.â
Selina craned her neck, peering down both trails. âDoes it really matter? Why donât we just pick one and give it a shot?â
âThe higher we go, the narrower it gets. Just be careful, you two,â Skyler cautioned. He stepped forward. âIâll scout ahead.â
Before he could take another step, Grace tugged at his sleeve. âPlease donât. Itâs too risky.â Selina rolled her eyes. âSo, youâre suggesting we go first into danger? How very noble of you.â
Grace scrambled for words. âNo, thatâs not what I meant.â
âWell then, lead the way,â Joy challenged.
Graceâs cheeks went red with embarrassment.
Selina snorted and called out, âBro! SOS! Weâre totally lost here!â
Jeremy excused himself from Leanne with a brief, âBe right back.â He glanced over his shoulder at Curtis, who was staying behind. With Curtis there, at least he knew Leanne wouldnât face any danger.
Jeremy wasnât any more familiar with the lay of the land than the others but set out with a determined look, trying to make sense of the surrounding terrain.
After a while, Selinaâs voice carried through the trees, âHey, come on up!â
Skyler and Grace followed her call.
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Leanne moved to join them, but Curtisâ voice stopped her. âLeanne, did you drop your phone?â
She spun around. âIsnât it in my bag?â
âNope,â Curtis replied.
Without suspicion, Leanne approached to check her bag. As she unzipped and sifted through the contents, her phone lay nestled snugly inside.
âSee? Right here.â
âOh, there you go.â Curtis casually took her phone and slipped it into his pocket.
Leanne, still processing his intentions, watched him shoulder the bag again.
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âLetâs go,â Curtis said, seizing her wrist and steering her down an alternative path.
Confusion clouded Leanneâs face. âWeâre going the wrong way.â
âBoth paths lead there. This oneâs just shorter.â
âSo why didnât you say that before?â
âWhy didnât I? Because I didnât feel like walking with them,â he said with a shrug.
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âYou can travel however you please, but I plan on sticking with the rest of the group.â
Leanne yanked her wrist free-Curtis hadnât held on tightly-and turned to catch. the others. He didnât stop her or follow, but his voice trailed her, teasing with a spooky tale. âThere was a girl named Anne, wandering alone in the mountains, surrounded by darkness, no soul in sight, when suddenlyâ¦â
He didnât finish. Leanne stormed back, her frown as fierce as a cornered kitten, and kicked him.
The hiking boot was sturdy, and her foot connected solidly with his shin.
Curtis hissed. âEasy! If you break my leg, youâll have to carry r me.â
Thatâs when Leanne realized why he had distracted her with the phone-he was keeping her from calling for help. Annoyed, she demanded, âWhat are you doing really?â
Curtis grinned. âIâm on a royal quest from the Squirrel King to capture
you.
She glared at him, âyou are sick.â
âYeah, Iâm sick,â he admitted smoothly, âsick for you, and youâre my cure.â
Leanneâs brows nearly knitted together.
Seeing her distress, Curtis dropped the act. âRelax, Iâm not going to get us lost. This way, we might even beat the others there.â