Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 407

Sunlight cascaded through the window, casting a golden glow that enveloped the woman lounging on the sofa.

Her shirt-dress shimmered, its soft yellow hue reflecting the sunlight as she lay half-reclined on the dark leather couch, eyes closed.

Curtis tiptoed closer, crouching before her.

She must have dozed off waiting for too long, in an uncomfortable position with her legs still on the ground, head resting on the arm of the sofa. Knowing she'd have a stiff neck from sleeping like this made Curtis want to wake her, yet he couldn't bear to disturb her slumber.

Stray strands of hair fell across her forehead, which Curtis gently brushed aside with his fingertips.

Leanne was a light sleeper. As Curtis touched her, she opened her eyes.

Her blurry and sleepy gaze fixed on him as she stretched her arms around his neck in a weary embrace.

"Why didn't you head home to rest if you were this tired?" Curtis asked.

"I missed you," she murmured, her voice lazy and heavy with sleep. She hadn't slept well in those brief moments, and her head was dizzy as she leaned against Curtis' shoulder.

Curtis, whose heart was usually as stoic as stone, felt it soften with tenderness. His palm supported her back as he leaned in to kiss her near her ear.

"There's a rest area inside. Want to go sleep there?"

"No, I don't." Leanne felt uncertain, but being with him seemed to stabilize her.

"Then I'll hold you while you sleep."

Curtis unbuttoned his suit jacket, took it off, and sat on the couch, pulling her onto his lap and slipping off her shoes.