Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 318

Curtis swept his gaze to the ground.

Suzan was as pale as a sheet, her face covered in blood, a shocking sight.

His lips tightened, his voice cold and devoid of warmth, "Don't worry. I'll sort this out for you."

Claudine didn't expect him to agree so readily and was momentarily unable to continue her tirade, yet she sensed something off in his tone.

Curtis smirked, "With such injuries, we should rush to the Emergency Room. You should care for your daughter."

Bystanders chimed in, "Exactly, with all that blood, Suzan needs to be bandaged up quickly."

In the hospital, medical staff quickly brought a stretcher and carried Suzan away.

Curtis didn’t even glance back as he turned around and grabbed Leanne’s arms, checking her over and making sure she was unharmed.

As the crowd dispersed and the restroom quieted down, Leanne broke the silence, "She fell on her own."

"I know," Curtis replied nonchalantly, his palm sliding down her forearm to her hand, "I'd be happier if you pushed her. It's better to bully than be bullied. I've got your back no matter what."

Such a morally questionable statement.

Curtis felt something hard in her palm, smooth and small.

His expression turned serious, "What’s this?"

Leanne, realizing the truth too late, instinctively clenched her fingers to pull away.

But it was too late.

Curtis forcefully pulled her hand back, lowering his head and prying her fingers open one by one.

A pendant revealed itself, lying in her palm.

A dense fog seemed to be wrapped around his heart, which was gently wiped away by a delicate hand, clearing the clouds to reveal a sunny sky.

Curtis pinched the warm pendant, a wave of emotions stirring in his chest, one wave higher than the next.

"I thought you had thrown this away."

Leanne looked away, "It’s valuable. Why would I throw it away?"

A laugh escaped Curtis as he was stirred by her words, "Little miser."

Leanne tried to retrieve it, but Curtis didn’t let go, bending down to pick up a small cat-themed pouch that had fallen. He placed the pendant inside, tightening it.