Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244 

“Unbelievable.” Leanne wrestled her hand free, and her fork clattered to the floor with a 

clang. 

She had barely stood up when Curtis grabbed her by the waist and pushed her back down onto his lap. 

Forced to sit on his firm thigh muscles, the heat from his body seeped through the fabric, though his voice was ice cold. 

“Sit tight. You can endure humiliation for them, can’t you? Then, endure it. Had I known you respond better to force than kindness, I wouldn’t have wasted so much effort trying to pamper you.” 

Curtis’ grip on her waist was vice-like, and he picked up a clean fork and piled some food onto her plate with his other hand. 

“Eat.” 

Leanne clenched her fists, refusing to take it. 

Curtis’ eyelids lifted slightly. “Not eating? I’m asking you to have a meal, not do anything else. Can’t handle that, huh? Such a princess, trying to play the martyr.” 

Leanne turned her face away in a huff, refusing to speak to him. 

Their little spats used to be like this, at least not the cold, indifferent kind where nothing he did could stir any emotion in her. 

Curtis was frustrated, yet her demeanor softened his heart. 

He put down the fork and hugged her, sighing. ‘Leanne, I must have owed you big in a past life.” 

Eventually, he was the one to give in. “I’ll let you down. Let’s have a peaceful dinner. No more fuss, okay?” 

“I’m not making a fuss,” Leanne said. “You’re the one making a mountain out of a molehill.” “Fine, fine, my fault.” Curtis set her back in her chair, then summoned someone to clear the cooled dishes and bring in fresh ones. 

He didn’t keep anyone around to serve. He attended to Leanne himself. 

He served her food and poured her drink. Knowing she loved crab, he rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and cracked open a crab for her. 

He cut the crab legs from back to front, pried open the shell with a cracker, scooped out the crab roe with a spoon, and meticulously picked out the crab meat with a pick and 

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Curtis had been waited by the servants on hand and foot since childhood and had only ever served Leanne like this. 

Maddox had never tasted the crab Curtis had prepared. 

Leanne ate quietly. For the crab meat he picked and the food he served, she ate them all. 

What’s so bad about being pampered? 

Sometimes, Curtis would feed her, and not wanting to argue any longer, Leanne would open her mouth and eat. 

Curtis would smile, saying, “What a good babe.” 

Leanne endured. 

Until dinner was over, Dr. Yates hadn’t returned. 

Curtis washed his hands, then fetched a towel to clean hers.