Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 369

Whether Maddox wanted to hit her was unknown, but right then, Leanne was itching to give Curtis a piece of her mind.

The sorrow that had enveloped Jennifer seemed to have vanished into thin air as she sighed softly, "It's nothing. I was chatting with Leanne."

After decades of marriage, Maddox knew her well enough to recognize that a casual "chat" wouldn't usually reduce her to tears.

Before he could ask more, Curtis pulled Leanne close and quipped, "Wow, just a few words, and you've got mom all choked up? You're truly my star pupil."

Maddox could hear the protective undertone in his son's voice.

Realizing he might have come off too stern earlier, possibly frightening his daughter-in-law, Maddox softened his expression and asked, "What were you two talking about?"

Jennifer struggled to find an excuse for her emotional outburst.

Seeing Jennifer seemed reluctant to revisit their earlier conversation, Leanne quickly glossed over it, "Just some stories from when I was little."

Maddox walked over, pulled a handkerchief from his suit pocket, and gently cleaned the lingering tears, teasing, "C'mon, at your age, you can't let the youngsters catch you weeping!"

Taking the handkerchief from him, Jennifer dabbed at her eyes and looked up at Leanne with a slightly different expression in her eyes, like the thawing edge of an iceberg.

"Stay for dinner before you go," she said.

Leanne nodded, "Sure."

Jennifer stood up with Maddox’s help and returned to her room while Curtis leaned back on the couch, studying Leanne's face with curiosity. She seemed calm and composed, not like someone who had felt wronged.

"What are you looking at?" Leanne asked.

"Trying to figure out how such an innocent face made my mom cry," Curtis remarked. He had never seen Jennifer shed a tear before, which intrigued him.

Leanne replied, "Just like that."

His interest piqued, and he teased, "Show me."

"How? Want me to make you cry?" Leanne thought he was being absurd.

"Give it a try," Curtis said, settling back comfortably.

Leanne eyed his relaxed posture.

Always getting his way, and whether he was aloof or whimsically impulsive, Curtis seemed impervious to tears.