Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 172

“And what’s your point?” Leanne’s gaze was piercing and sober. “All those private posts.

you made on social media, trying to create the illusion that you and he had a fling in Emberland – aren’t you disappointed that it didn’t drive a wedge between us?”

“Leanne, what are you talking about? I don’t understand,” Suzan feigned ignorance.

“Quit playing dumb. It’s not necessary,” Leanne cut to the chase. “The things you covet, I don’t care for one bit anymore. Your schemes might work better on Curtis than on me.”

“Our paperwork isn’t finalized yet. Each day you delay, you keep me waiting another day. Making me miserable won’t help you at all.” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“So,” Leanne said, sealing her water bottle, “don’t mess with me.”

The smile vanished from Suzan’s face.

Since her return, Suzan had noticed that Leanne wasn’t as easy to manipulate as she’d thought. Perhaps it was the influence of being with Curtis, but Leanne had a sharp. tongue.

Just then, Grace walked in and, noticing Leanne’s departing figure, asked, “Did you spat with Leanne? She looked pretty frosty.”

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Suzan’s haughty nature, usually kept in check, was laid bare by Leanne’s blunt words. With no outsiders present, she let her true feelings show, “Who does she think she is, playing Mrs. Richardson? Without Curtis, she’s nothing. Bitch!”

“Let’s not get worked up,” Grace said soothingly. “But from what I’ve seen of Mr. Curtis. lately, I’m not sure they’ll actually split. Ever since you’ve been back, they’ve been keeping to themselves.”

Suzan’s expression chilled further, but before she could respond, a faint noise car com

the other room.

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Selina emerged, and Suzan’s scowl quickly transformed into a smile. “Selina, you here?”

“My socks are soaked, such a drag. I’m gonna slip them off before I head out,” said Selina, her tone distant and dismissive as she made her way to the door.

Suzan chimed in, “Hey, I’ve been drafting a new screenplay and I could use a fresh pair of eyes. When can you make it over and be my first critic?”

“I’m swamped these days,” Selina replied curtly. “And it looks like my schedule isn’t clearing up anytime soon.”

1. Suzan’s smile faded. “What’s that supposed to mean, Selina? Lately, you’re always

changing out with Leanne. Found yourself a new best friend and ditching your old friend?”

Selina whirled around, her voice icy, “Leanne doesn’t play that card. And for the record,

s she’s never badmouthed you behind your back

5.Suzan’s complexion shifted uneasily.

“I used to talk smack about her for you, and now I realize how naive I was, how blind to p-people’s true colors.” Selina looked at her without a trace of the childhood admiration she bronce had, replaced now with a touch of disdain.

L’Leanne even told me not to feel torn between you two. Friendship isn’t about choosing. sisides. Guess I won’t have to worry about that anymore!”

WWith those words, she shoved the door open and stormed out.

BaBack at the Hot Spring Hotel, Leanne had a bath and caught up on some much-needed slsleep.

Her body, drained of all energy, succumbed to sleep the instant it hit the bed. Th she drdreamt, she slept soundly and woke up in the late afternoon feeling refreshed.

Jajoy had texted her; she and Selina were already up, having had breakfast and pa

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Leanne got out of bed and started getting ready.

Jojoy waited at the door, and when Selina came out, she was holding her phone, chuckling sta something on the screen with a mischievous glee.

Wwhats got you cackling like a witch over there?” Selina leaned in to peek at Joy’s phone. the photo on her screen with a smirk, “How much do you think I could get for ththis drom your brother?”

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