Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 313

After dropping Leanne off at her house, Curtis lingered at the doorstep, feigning formality, "May I come in?"

Before Leanne could respond, her cat scampered out from the living room to greet them with a meow.

"Well, since you’re inviting me so earnestly," Curtis joked, stepping gracefully over the threshold.

Leanne rolled her eyes. "You are fearless, aren’t you?"

At this point, the cat was pretty much Curtis' secret operative. Without it, he wouldn't even get past the front door.

Familiar with the place, Curtis found himself a mask in the hallway, "Don’t worry. I’m already on allergy shots and got one just yesterday."

Allergy treatments were a long haul, typically spanning two to three years. For someone with a cat allergy like his, it wasn’t necessary for everyday life, but he went through with it anyway.

Leanne felt a tad powerless trying to shoo him away now.

Curtis hung up his coat, washed his hands, and headed to the kitchen, opening the fridge.

"What’s for dinner?"

"Whatever," Leanne replied distractedly.

She changed her clothes, fed the cat, tossed laundry in the washer, and vacuumed the cat hair off the living room carpet.

Busy with chores, she caught glimpses of Curtis cooking in the kitchen. To many, the elusive Mr. Curtis seemed above worldly concerns.

Yet, there he was, in casual chic, blending effortlessly with the homely kitchen vibes and creating a curious chemistry.

The lighting cast a warm glow over his crisp white shirt. The cat, loyal to its benefactor, sat close by, eyeing the salmon under his knife.

After cooking, Curtis shared a small piece of salmon with the cat and prepared a mix of chicken and egg yolk for it.

Both the cat and Leanne were well-fed by the end of the evening.