Chapter 322
Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )
Chapter 322
Until Curtis wrapped his arms around her and escorted her out of the hospital room, Leanne hadnât seen where Suzan was injured.
Curtis helped her into the car and noticed she was still distracted. âShaken up?â he asked.
Leanne snapped back to reality. âI didnât even see what happened, how could I be shaken?â Curtis raised an eyebrow. âFrom the sound of it, you seem almost disappointed?â
Disappointed wasnât quite the word, but when Curtis pulled her into his embrace, covering her ears, the sound of her heartbeat amplified.
Leanne changed the subject. âYou were pretty assertive today. Arenât you worried about offending the Wright family?â
âIf theyâre offended, so be it,â Curtis replied nonchalantly, a hint of recklessness in his tone. âI donât care.â
Curtis never really put anyone on a pedestal.
âIn this world, thereâs only one person I fear offending,â he said with a half-smile. âGuess who?â
Leanne, as if she had a signal jammer installed, deflected his flirtation. âProbably Jake, right?â
Curtis chuckled slowly. âYes, if I offend him, then he might drive me off a cliff.â
Jake, caught between innocence and resignation, said, âI would never, sir.â
Leanneâs phone rang. It was Selina, bursting with news as soon as Leanne picked up. âLeanne, you wonât believe it, I totally rocked today, nailed three business deals in one go!â âThatâs impressive,â Leanne complimented, âCongrats on advancing three steps in your career.â
âThanks, letâs celebrate tonight. Iâm treating! Joy just got off work and sheâll be joining us.â
âThese past few days have been like living in a movie. Theyâll probably love to hear about
it.â
âJust send me the address of the diner,â said Leanne.
Selina hesitated, then asked carefully, âMy brotherâs picking me up, can I bring him along? Of course, if youâre even 0.01% uncomfortable, Iâll tell him to back off right away!â
âNo worries.â Leanne wanted to thank Jeremy for his help last time.
Curtis, oblivious to the content of her call, offered kindly, âWhere are we eating? Iâll drive
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you there.â
Leanne thought about it and decided against catching a cab midway. She gave Jake the address.
As the car pulled up to the restaurant, the delay at the hospital meant it was already dark outside.
Unlocking the car, Leanne was about to get out when her hand was caught.
Turning around, Curtis gently hooked her fingers, a dim light from the car casting a deep look in his eyes, seemingly affectionate.
âShould I come pick you up later?â His voice was low, slightly probing.
She hadnât discarded the safety charm. Was she willing to give him a chance?
Leanneâs signal jammer wavered momentarily before stabilizing, âJoy will drive me home.â She withdrew her hand and stepped out.
Curtis was left touching air, a cool breeze passing through his fingers.
He leaned back in the leather seat, watching Leanne walk towards the dinerâs entrance.
Jake, observant as ever, noted, âMr. Curtis, that car ahead looks like Mr. Turnerâs.â
Curtisâ eyes narrowed slightly.
Just then, a head poked out from the diner door. Selina, with her unconventional pink hair, grinned foolishly and waved at Leanne.
Behind her, a tall figure loomed. It was none other than Jeremy.
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