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

Chapter 337

In an instant, a gentle current of electricity raced through Curtis’ veins straight to his heart, pausing his breath momentarily before he pulled her closer and deepened their kiss.

This time, Leanne didn’t resist or pull away; instead, she tilted her face up to meet his, surrendering to the moment.

In the confined space of the elevator, a storm of emotions collided and brewed.

Three years of complications, separations, love turned to hate, and from that hate, a deeper love was reborn, threatening to burst forth from their hearts.

The elevator dinged at the 12th floor, and the doors slid open.

“Oh dear!” Mrs. Waldron’s startled voice cut through the air.

Leanne stiffened, her relaxed mind suddenly snapping taut as she quickly pushed against

Curtis’ chest.

Curtis buried her head in his chest and turned to see Mrs. Waldron, who was covering her young son’s eyes with her hands. “Did I interrupt something?”

The little boy struggled to remove her hands, protesting, “Mom, don’t block me!”

Mrs. Waldron’s face was a mash-up of amusement and red-faced awkwardness. “Just blow him off, seriously, don’t pay him any mind.”

It was one thing to be caught by someone they knew, but the presence of a child doubled Leanne’s embarrassment.

Her shirt felt tight across her chest, but Curtis couldn’t help but smile slightly.

“Sorry,” his voice was husky, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the person in his arms was dying of embarrassment, yet he still found the time to make small talk with Mrs. Waldron.

“Going out?”

“He insisted on getting a corn dog, so I’m taking him to the store.”

“Such a foodie.”

The little boy had a natural fondness and respect for Curtis, promising loudly, “I’ll just have one to satisfy the craving, then I’ll stop.”

Leanne took a moment to calm down, feeling her face cool off a bit, she turned and greeted them.

Mrs. Waldron smiled warmly, genuinely happy for them.

She knew the signs of a couple who had been through ups and downs; despite wearing

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wedding rings and being separated.

Couples argue, she thought, but only deep affection can overcome all obstacles.

Curtis led Leanne out of the elevator as Mrs. Waldron and her son entered, the boy shouting loudly, “Sir, go for it!”

Curtis grinned. “Blessing received.”

Leanne rolled her eyes to herself.

Reaching their apartment, she placed her finger on the sensor. “You’re so childish?”

Curtis wrapped his arms around her from behind. “If being childish can make you love me a little bit more, then I can be a kid every day.”

“… You really have no shame.”

“And you blush so easily.”

As he spoke, his lips drifted downwards, landing softly on the delicate skin behind her ear. Leanne’s ears were as sensitive as a cat’s; a touch made her squirm, but Curtis’ lips and warm breath found their way behind her ear, sending a shiver through her. She opened the door, stepping in with her right foot.

Before her left foot hit the ground, she was swept off her feet and spun around; the next second, her back was pressed against the door.

They didn’t even bother turning on the lights as Curtis pressed against her, their lips and tongues intertwining once more.

He kissed her passionately, alternating between gentle and intense, much like savoring a lemon sorbet dessert after dinner, the refreshing and sweet flavors mingling in their

mouths.

The motion sensor light flicked on, casting shadows and light over the entwined couple in the dark, where only the sound of their mingled breaths filled the air, kissing with

undistracted fervor.

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