Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128

eyes followed him to the butts on the ground. Someone had been lurking th 

half an hour. 

or nearly 

“Why don’t you stay at our place for a few days?” Jeremy suggested, “You’ll feel safer with Selina around.” 

But Leanne declined, “It’s too late to burden you now. I have another place I can go, se don’t worry about me.” 

Respecting her boundaries, Jeremy didn’t push further. 

The Crystal Cove Villas was recently transferred to her name, thanks to Caleb’s legal maneuvering, with Curtis nowhere in sight. 

After Jeremy dropped her off at Crystal Cove Villas and helped her with her luggage, Laura’s face lit up, resembling a child who had just spotted their parents returning home, “Ma’am, you’re back. Shall I take your bags up? I’ve kept your bedroom spotless.” 

“Are 

you hungry? How about I whip up some late-night snacks for you? Maybe some chicken noodle soup or a hearty fish stew?” 

Leanne calmed the overzealous Laura, “No need, Laura. I’m not hungry.” 

Laura, pausing, glanced at Jeremy, “And you are?” 

“I’m a friend of Leanne’s,” Jeremy replied, handing over the bags. Turning to Leanne, he added, “It’s late. Get some rest. You’re safe here. If you need anything, just call me. My phone’s on all night.” 

Leanne expressed her gratitude, “I’m sorry for the trouble tonight.” 

Jeremy smiled warmly, “Helping you out is no trouble at all. In fact, it makes me happy.” 

It felt like a sincere gesture of warmth was extended her way, but Leanne hesitated, afraid it might be too much to handle. 

With Laura watching intently, Jeremy cleared his throat, “I gotta go. Goodnight, Leanne.” 

After tossing and turning all night, and with the cl headed to her room for a shower before collapsi 

Pogromnunt, Leanne finally 

to d 

The tranquil bedroom was filled with her own con orting scent, and the gentle glow from the nightlight stood guard like a loyal knight, ensuring her safety. 

Her childhood trauma from a kidnapping had faded over the years. Gone were the days of easy frights and nightmares. It had been years since she’d experienced the kind of foreboding that had gripped her earlier that day. 

In the familiar space, her anxiety slowly dissipated, and Leanne drifted off to sleep. 

Suddenly, she awoke to a shadow looming by the bedroom wall. 

Terror washed over her, sending a chilling tingle through her scalp that prompted a gasp. She jolted upright, recoiling in her bed until her back abruptly collided with the solid safety of the headboard. 

Her heart was practically at a standstill when she realized it was Curtis standing there. 

It took a full two seconds for her heart to resume its normal rhythm. She grabbed a pillow and flung it at him. 

“Are you out of your mind? Creeping around in the middle of the night, you know how scary that is?.” 

The pillow thudded against Curtis, dropping to the floor. He bent down to pick it walked over to her. 

up 

and 

“I didn’t mean to scare you. Just wanted to check on you. I don’t know you had such a hair-trigger,” he said with his usual nonchalance. 

Furious, Leanne grabbed the pillow and started whacking him with it. 

The pillow smacked Curtis square in the face. He winced and waited for her to draw it back before he opened his eyes, clicking his tongue. 

“If 

my nose had been fake, you’d have flattened it by now,” he said, rubbing his nose, “Feel better? If not, hit me again.” 

Leanne didn’t hesitate to thrash him with the pillow, unleashing her fury as if he were her greatest enemy. 

Finally, Curtis snatched the pillow from her grasp, his patience worn thin. “Do you want to kill me?” 

Tears welled up in Leanne’s eyes, but she fought them back fiercely. Crying out of fear was just too humiliating. 

Curtis paused when he saw the gloss of tears threatening 

Despite her usual cool demeanor, Leanne was quite the back in front of others, only showing her tough exterior 

It had taken Curtis a long time to persuade her to trust h tears fall freely in front of him. 

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