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

Chapter 96

“Your driver hit Suzan, and it’s all on you. Shouldn’t you at least show some kindness and concern about her?”

“I’ve paid the medical bills, bought the supplements, and even got her in touch with the top plastic surgeon in town. And didn’t you and Dad already send a few vintage Tiffany lamps. as an apology? What more do you want me to do?”

Curtis’ voice dripped with sarcasm. “Or maybe I should just take a knife to my knee and get a few stitches to give her some peace of mind.”

“And when it’s all over, remember to get those Tiffany lamps back from Mr. Wright. My place is looking too empty without them.”

“You are going too far, aren’t you?”

Jennifer’s tone shifted abruptly. “How’s the divorce with Leanne coming along anyway?”

“What’s the rush?” Curtis retorted.

“What do you mean by that? You two have been dragging the divorce out for months now. It’s still not done yet?”

“Divorce isn’t like wrapping up a farewell dinner. There’s a ton of assets to sort through. ers need to get it all straightened out.” Curtis seemed indifferent. “You pushed

arriage, and now you’re rushing me into a divorce.”

bristled at that. “I never forced you to get married. It was all your grandmother’s

ea…

who chose to sacrifice me in the end?”

stunned into silence, Jennifer watched Curtis lift his gaze, a mocking smile on his lips.

“In your eyes, Phillip’s marriage was too sacred to interfere with, yet my marriage was open season.”

Jennifer’s expression was a mix of emotions, which was sad and hard to read. “Curtis, I didn’t mean it like that.” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Then what did you mean?”

His voice was calm. “Since we were kids, only Phillip matters more than anything else to you and Dad. Our family’s fortune belong to him, and I never held a place to get involved.” “It’s not what you think…” Jennifer’s voice trailed off as she sighed deeply, taking his hand. “Marrying Leanne was a mistake, and I’m sorry for that. Now that you’re separating, things can get back on track. I’ve spoken with Mr. and Mrs. Wright, and they agree to you being with Suzan. Once you and Leanne finalize the divorce paperwork, I’ll pick a good date with Mrs. Wright…”

Curtis laughed bitterly. “So, you’ve already picked my next wife, huh? I’m not a catch on my second marriage, and the Wright family, eager as they may be to align with our family, wouldn’t just jump at the chance without decorum. I haven’t finalized my divorce, and here you are, already planning my next wedding.”

Tossing his tablet aside, he asked, “Mrs. Richardson, what did you promise them to make. them happily sell their daughter to us?”

“How dare you talk to me like that, Curtis?” Jennifer reprimanded him, “You and Suzan grew up together. I know you have feelings for each other. Haven’t you been the talk of the town these years, chasing her to Emberland? All I want is to see you two happy.”

“Save it,” Curtis’ face fell back to indifference. “From now on, stay out of my business.”