Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) Chapter 345

Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) Chapter 345

Chapter 345 

Leanne slept in until the afternoon, completely undisturbed, not even a dream to stir her 


When she woke up, the room was empty and eerily quiet, as if she were the only person left in the vast space. 

She got out of bed and stepped out of the bedroom, drawn by the murmur of voices coming from the living room. 

Following the sound, she saw Curtis’ silhouette standing at the breakfast bar, pouring a glass of water while talking on the phone. He was deliberately keeping his voice low, probably not to wake her, discussing matters of work. 

He seemed to have showered and changed into fresh clothes. Hearing her footsteps, he turned around, his initially expressionless face visibly softening as he beckoned her over with a curl of his finger. 

Leanne neared and he lounged at the bar, casually fixing her hair while still on his call. 

It sounded like the caller was trying to set up a meeting, but Curtis nonchalantly declined, “Not today. Today is dedicated to my wife.” 

Whatever the caller responded made him chuckle before he added, “I’ll have my assistant schedule something with you tomorrow.” 

After hanging up, he put his phone aside and asked her, “Did you sleep well? Hungry?” 

Leanne nodded, her voice still thick with sleep. 

“I’ll order us some food,” Curtis said with a light, cheerful tone, patting her back. “Go freshen up, sweetheart. I’ve laid out some clothes for you on the couch.” 

“You’re the sweetheart,” Leanne retorted playfully as she turned to head back. 

On the master suite’s couch were several shopping bags filled with new women’s clothing 

in her size. 

Leanne decided to take a quick shower and chose an outfit from the selection. 

The hotel’s room service manager personally delivered their meal, meticulously describing each dish to Curtis, who was seated cross-legged by the dining table. Whether it was the Italian white truffles or the bluefin tuna that had been flown in just two hours ago, Curtis seemed uninterested, his attention caught instead by any noise from the master bedroom. The moment Leanne emerged, his gaze lifted. 

The clothes, which had been sent from a nearby store according to her size, suited her well. She wore an elegant white taffeta pleated dress with a snug waist that complemented her slender figure, and her freshly dried hair was casually pinned back, 



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highlighting her natural beauty. 

Curtis motioned for the staff to leave, his eyes softly resting on her. 

Now fully awake and refreshed, Leanne’s appetite had returned. 

She began to eat, and after a few bites, looked up to find Curtis watching her with an amused expression, resting his chin on his hand. 

“Why are you staring?” she asked, touching her face to make sure she hadn’t smeared anything. 

Curtis massaged his wrist, “My arm’s a bit sore from being your pillow all day. I think it might be broken?” 

“My head isn’t that heavy,” Leanne scoffed. 

“Then why does it hurt so much?” he grimaced 

“You’re just getting old.” Despite her words, she stood and took his arm, “Let me see, where does it hurt?” 

Curtis wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto his lap, his discomfort seemingly vanishing, “Dr. Castillo’s magic touch, cured at a single touch.” 

Leanne gave him an eye roll. “Are you crazy?” 

“Is it crazy to always want to hold you?” Curtis replied, “Maybe I’m just lacking Vitamin L?” 

Leanne couldn’t help but laugh, “I’m trying to eat here.” 

“I’ll feed you,” he offered. 

With one arm around her, Curtis used his free hand to fork up a slice of perfectly cut steak, bringing it to her lips. 

Leanne, no longer resisting, opened her mouth and ate. She remained on his lap for the entire meal, fed by him, and it took over an hour to finish. 

Feeling a bit overfull, Curtis suggested a walk to help digest the meal. 

They strolled through the bustling streets of downtown Stonebridge, the evening sky painted in romantic shades of pink and purple. 

It was Leanne’s first time wandering around like this with him, hand in hand, just like the most ordinary couple back in their school days, aimlessly enjoying their walk. 

Reaching a street lively with local delicacies, the enticing aromas made everything seem unusually appealing, making her want to taste everything even though they were familiar sights. 


Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )

Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: 4/18/2024 Native Language: English
Hold My Tear, I'm Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo )" Leanne Castillo had always seen Curtis Richardson as a charming but fickle man. It wasn't until after their marriage that she realized how cold-hearted he could truly be.

Hold My Tear, I'm Getting My Wife Back

She thought Curtis loved her, only to find in the end that she had been fooling herself, a joke of her own making. The one Curtis truly loved had always been someone else. When their agreed-upon three-year term had ended, she left her wedding ring, moved out of their marital home, and signed her name on the divorce agreement, decoupling herself from the entanglement. Everyone thought Curtis didn't love Leanne and that divorce was a foregone conclusion. They all assumed he would reunite with his high school sweetheart once the divorce was finalized. However, the expected divorce never came. Instead, people stumbled upon a surprising scene: a humbled Curtis Richardson, a man normally radiating wealth and power, bowing in front of Leanne, pressing her hand, begging in a near-whisper, "Leanne, could you find it in your heart to love me again?"

Hold My Tear, I'm Getting My Wife Back


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