Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 388

Leanne glanced back and saw Curtis ambling in with his typical leisurely stride.

He hadn't mentioned a word about these plans to her. He had arranged everything on his own.

"Let's eat," Curtis said.

Just as Leanne was about to respond, Joy dashed over with the speed of a sprinter, eagerly pulling out a chair for Curtis. She patted the non-existent dust off the seat with hands she pampered daily with lotion, bending over with a flourish, "To my best friend’s esteemed husband, please have a seat."

Leanne couldn’t bear to watch.

Joy was brimming with enthusiasm, but Curtis gave her a cool look. "If you're haunted, go get a priest to do an exorcism. Keep away from me. I don’t want to catch whatever you have."

The room burst into laughter. Joy’s plastered-on smile quickly faded as she rolled her eyes and sat back down.

Devin, arms crossed and looking rather irritated, chimed in, "Curtis, didn’t you save a room for me?"

Curtis, after pulling out a chair for Leanne and ensuring she was comfortably seated, settled down himself and replied casually, "Do you think this is a hostel?"

Devin felt slighted. "Then why do they get rooms?"

Joy stuck her tongue out at him, tauntingly.

"It’s because I make friends," Selina clasped her hands together and looked up as if praying, "Thank God for myself last year, amen!"

Skyler patted Devin on the shoulder and sighed, "Haven’t you figured it out yet? With Curtis, Leanne comes first, and her friends come before us bros."

Devin shrugged off his hand and grabbed a chair. In full view of everyone, he squeezed it between Leanne and Joy.