Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187 

The dinner party had just drawn to a close when Leanne stepped out into the cool night air with Joy and the others. 

Jake had his car parked right at the entrance, and as if on cue, Jeremy’s ride pulled up 

behind him. 

Selina and Joy were whispering and giggling as they climbed into the car. Jeremy stood by his vehicle while Curtis lazily opened his door. 

Both men’s gazes landed on Leanne as she hesitated, her foot poised mid-step. 

Curtis’ fingers rested on the car door as he casually tossed a question her way, “Aren’t your going to ask for your idol’s contact?” 

Leanne felt like her pulse was in his grip. Reluctantly, she played along. 

Turning to Jeremy, she said, “Would you mind giving Joy a lift?” 

Jeremy watched her walk towards Curtis, his expression unreadable. “Sure,” he replied softly. 

Once inside the car, Leanne pulled out her phone, determined not to be blackmailed any longer. “Add it now,” she demanded. 

Curtis glanced at her with those clear, penetrating eyes, and tossed his phone from his pocket to her lap, “Do it yourself.” 

Leanne didn’t know his password. Sharing such personal information was something. only trusting partners did, especially to access something as private as Twitter. 

She didn’t want to give him any more power over her. 

Picking up his phone, she asked, “What’s your password?” 

Curtis replied simply, “Your birthday.” 

After entering the date and unlocking the phone, the wallpaper revealed a stunning from Echo Summit, with them standing side by side against the rising dawn. 

It was intentional, Leanne realized. He wanted her to see it. 

Her fingers hovered over the screen for a long moment before tapping the icon. She’d expected to search through a list, but there she was, her own profile picture pinned at the 

top. 

The nickname read, Anne 

A turmoil stirred within Leanne, but it settled as she read this. They reminded her of the tough times, the heart-wrenching moments of sorrow. 

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She sent herself Larissa’s contact, added the friend, and handed the phone back to Curtis, her gaze shifting to the window. 

He said he never loved Suzan, but Leanne didn’t know what ‘Anne’ meant to him. Nevertheless, that name would remind her, keep her alert to the pain she once felt. 

Curtis picked up the phone from his lap, “You still don’t seem happy.” 

“I’m thrilled,” she replied, her voice still directed at the window. 

Curtis looked at the back of her head, “Your happiness is so muted, I can’t see it clearly.” Leanne retorted, “Can’t I be someone whose emotions don’t show on their face?” 

Curtis chuckled, “You? Not showing emotions? You’re like a little firecracker around me, always so heated.”