Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 337

In an instant, a gentle current of electricity raced through Curtis' veins straight to his heart, pausing his breath momentarily before he pulled her closer and deepened their kiss.

This time, Leanne didn't resist or pull away; instead, she tilted her face up to meet his, surrendering to the moment.

In the confined space of the elevator, a storm of emotions collided and brewed.

Three years of complications, separations, love turned to hate, and from that hate, a deeper love was reborn, threatening to burst forth from their hearts.

The elevator dinged at the 12th floor, and the doors slid open.

"Oh dear!" Mrs. Waldron's startled voice cut through the air.

Leanne stiffened, her relaxed mind suddenly snapping taut as she quickly pushed against Curtis' chest.

Curtis buried her head in his chest and turned to see Mrs. Waldron, who was covering her young son’s eyes with her hands. "Did I interrupt something?"

The little boy struggled to remove her hands, protesting, "Mom, don't block me!"

Mrs. Waldron's face was a mash-up of amusement and red-faced awkwardness. "Just blow him off, seriously, don't pay him any mind."

It was one thing to be caught by someone they knew, but the presence of a child doubled Leanne's embarrassment.

Her shirt felt tight across her chest, but Curtis couldn’t help but smile slightly.

"Sorry," his voice was husky, seemingly oblivious to the fact that the person in his arms was dying of embarrassment, yet he still found the time to make small talk with Mrs. Waldron.

"Going out?"

"He insisted on getting a corn dog, so I'm taking him to the store."

"Such a foodie."

The little boy had a natural fondness and respect for Curtis, promising loudly, "I’ll just have one to satisfy the craving, then I’ll stop."