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

Chapter 188

Curtis’ mood that evening was like a balloon with a slow leak, gradually losing its buoyancy as the night wore on.

His eyes dulled as he said, “What did you promise me just now? Didn’t we agree not to bring this up again?”

“I didn’t promise you.”

Curtis looked at her defiant stance and huffed, “Well, you’re getting bolder.”

But no matter how bold she got, she couldn’t outmaneuver him in cunning.

“Too bad for you, I’m allergic to the city hall. I’m a bit delicate, you see. The moment I set foot in there, I can’t breathe. What do you suggest we do?”

He was obviously avoiding the subject. Leanne’s brows knitted together, Then how did you manage to go there last time?”

“That visit is exactly what triggered my allergy.”

Leanne was getting irritated, “Curtis, what are you really after?”

The silver-tongued Curtis paused for a second, I just don’t want to split up. Can’t you see that?”

Clad in his black trench coat, Curtis stood under the dim glow of the streetlamp, his figure lean and striking.

Beside him, Leanne seemed almost frail, her shadow nearly swallowed by his.

Standing opposite him, she said, “But I do want to split up.

Curtis felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he were drowning in a weed-choked lake, with the moon, his only hope, tantalizingly out of reach,

He let out a sigh, his breath dispersing like mist in the chilly air.

“Leanne, I’m asking you one last time. If you’ve never loved me, I won’t make it hard for you, I’ll set you free.”

He stepped closer until he was right in front of her, the murky light casting shadows that hid the emotions in his eyes.

His hands cupped Leanne’s face, forcing her to look at him, to really see him.

Her face was held steady in the warmth of his palms, his deep eyes locked onto hers, leaving no room for evasion.

He searched her eyes and asked, “Have you ever loved me?”

Leanne wanted to say no, wanted him to keep his word, to take the divorce. for them to go their separate ways.

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she opened her mouth to speak, those simple words wouldn’t come. They were stuck in her throat, choking her.

She turned her face away, half of it still enveloped by Curtis’ hand, her breath warm against his palm..

The heat and trembling from her body were all captured in the breadth of his hands.

“You did love me,” Curtis’ Adam’s apple moved as he spoke, each word tense, “Why can’t you look at me? You were so decisive last time, so why can’t you answer me now? You loved me, didn’t you?”

Defeated, Leanne pushed him away, “Yes, I loved you, but that was in the past. I don’t love you anymore. I lied because I didn’t want to be entangled with you any longer. I just want to finalize the paperwork and go our separate ways. Does it even matter if I loved. you once we’ve come to this point?” Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Curtis pulled her back into his embrace, replying, “It matters.”

Leanne was held tightly against him, her face buried in his chest, his scent, cool and crisp, filling her senses.

Curtis’ arms were firm around her, pressing her close to his body, his voice low and husky, “Leanne, if you ever loved me for even a second, I can’t possibly let you walk away.”