Chapter 169
Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )
Chapter 169
Curtis knelt down in front of her, gently lifting her legs onto his knees. His fingers worked with a fi
firm but gentle strength, kneading the tense muscles in her calves to help them.
relax.
Leanne tried to pull away. âDonât touch meâ¦â
Out of nowhere, Curtis broke the silence. âDuring the two years I was in Starlake, I didnât run into Suzan even once.â
The topic came without warning. Leanne wasnât sure if she was too stunned to react or if she simply knew there was no escaping him now.
She didnât interrupt, and Curtis finally began to pour out his heart.
âYou never came to see me. If you had, youâd know how swamped I was. Barely sleeping five hours a night, grabbing whatever fast food I could, no time or energy to look for another woman. You didnât even notice I lost weight.
Not a single woman set foot in my place, except for the cleaning lady. Thereâs a picture of you by my bed-the one I took with my phone in Northwood. If youâd come, you wouldâve seen it.â
âThatâs the only picture I have. I took a bunch, but the memory card got lost.â
His train of thought was jumping all over the place. Leanne listened in silence, not understanding where his grievances were coming from.
âCaleb was with me day in and day out. If you donât believe me, you can
you can ask him.â
Leanne thought to herself, Calebâs word was the least trustworthy.
âHeâs your right-hand man. If you needed him to, heâd probably lie through his teeth and say it was him in drag caught in the act.â
Curtis couldnât help but let out a laugh at the absurdity. âWhat kind of mess is that?â
âWhat are you trying to do by telling me all this now?â Leanneâs voice was calm and detached. âWhat more do you want to deceive me about? What could I possibly have that you still want?â
Curtis felt a wave of helplessness wash over him, a deep sigh escaping his lips. He felt he was his own worst enemy, âDonât you believe a single word Iâve said?â
âIt
I was you who told me that Suzan was your true love. That marrying me was just settling because you couldnât have her, right?â
Her tone was so indifferent, one might think she was void of emotion, incapable of feeling hurt or sorrow. But how could she not be hurt? To be told such things by the man she loved most.
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Curtisâ breath became heavy, and he dared not revisit that fateful day. He regretted those words the instant they left his mouth.
Leanneâs expression had been vacant and fragile then, as if she had accidentally wandered into a world that wasnât hers.
Her retreating back haunted Curtis every time he thought of it, making sleep elusive.
He grasped her hand tightly. âThose words werenât true. I thought you loved Phillip. I couldnât handle it, I was jealous to the point of madness. I said those things to hurt you.â
âI never loved Suzan.â His voice was hoarse with emotion. âCan you forget what I said?â
Leanne felt an unsettling sense of unreality, as if she couldnât find solid ground.
âYou thought I loved Phillip, so you humiliated me on purpose?â
Curtis hugged her tightly, âIâm sorry, really. Iâve been an idiot, a total fool. I deserve all the blame.â
He held her frail body tightly in his arms, apologizing over and over, lifting her face to kiss. her forehead and her eyes, each kiss heavy with remorse, âLeanne, you have no idea how much I love you.â
Did he love her? Leanne felt as if all the oxygen between her organs had been depleted, unable to take in any new air.
Her emotions were drained too, leaving her numb and unable to discern her own feelings. Should she be happy that he loved her, or was it all just too sad?
As she looked into Curtisâ eyes, always seeming so profound, she couldnât help but question whether the love she saw within them was genuine or just a facade.