Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 392

Grace had just turned away when she unexpectedly met Curtis’ icy stare.

Having known both Skyler and Curtis for a decade, Grace was well aware of Curtis' inherent pride and aloofness. He had never once looked at her directly.

Now, his gaze landed on her nonchalantly, his eyes cool and intriguing.

Grace felt a slight tightness in her chest and subconsciously tightened her grip on her fingers.

She turned to Leanne, "Leanne, you're back! We've been waiting for you to join our card game."

"Let's call it a night," Curtis announced abruptly.

The group of guys, who were just getting into the swing of things, hit pause, checking their phones. "Ending it at just past nine? The night’s just starting!"

Curtis clearly had no intention of continuing the night with them. "If you're not done, go find somewhere else to keep at it. And take your trash with you when you leave."

The usually boisterous group obediently began to clean up the mess they had created, wiping tables and taking out the trash.

They left noisily, and Leanne instructed Jake to drive Joy and Selina home.

Skyler stood from the couch to take his leave. "See you."

With the living room quieting down, Curtis pulled a delicate pink-white flower from his pocket, placing it into a glass jar and sealing it with a cork stopper.

He placed the jar on a rustic wooden shelf, worried about his increasingly mischievous cat knocking it over, then thought better of it and moved it to the highest shelf.

After arranging everything, he glanced up at Skyler with a cool, warning look, "Keep your people in line. Stop harboring ulterior motives."

After seeing Joy off, Leanne was about to close the car door when Joy suddenly grabbed her, offering a serious reminder, "Watch out for Xenia. She’s a bit like you. I have a feeling Grace didn’t bring her here with good intentions."