Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back! ( Leanne Castillo ) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 

Suzan bit her lower lip hard and took a few deep breaths to compose herself. Then, with a determined grip, she carried her bag through the front door. 

The living room was in total disarray. She couldn’t fathom what had transpired to ignite Curtis’ 

to such an extent. 

“What in the world happened here… Did you and Leanne have another blowout?” she asked, her voice laced with concern. 

Curtis was in a foul mood, a dark aura practically emanating from him. He was far from polite in his response. 

“What’s it to you?” 

Even when angry, Curtis’ upbringing dictated he would cloak his ire with a smile, rarely allowing his temper to flare like this, especially not toward Suzan. 

“You left the ski resort early, and Devin said you’d come here. There’s no food in the house. I was worried you hadn’t eaten anything for dinner.” 

One by one, Suzan retrieved the takeout containers from her bag. “I brought your something from your favorite diner.” 

The food was still warm, a fact Curtis couldn’t care less about as he didn’t spare it a glance. 

“I’d have enjoyed a good ‘meal’ without you.” 

Suzan briefly wandered to Leanne’s disheveled hair and the lingering redness in her eves as she had left. It took a few seconds before she grasped the implication behind his words. 

Her lips pres 

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ether, nearly snapping the fork in her hand. 

aged a strained smile. “Your relationship with Leanne is always Jr. She seemed quite upset when she left. Did you have another 

of Leanne, Curtis soured his mood even further. The cigarette in his hand. ong. In a fit of irritation, he flicked it into the fireplace. 

iled you with that temper?” 

hadn’t expected to see Suzan at the hospital. 

r finishing up with her afternoon patients, she was making her way down to the lobby en someone called out, “Leanne.” 

Amy 

had invited Leanne to check out the new trendy restaurant in town. They were 

Chapter 70 

chatting and laughing until Leanne turned to see Suzan, her greeting far from warm. 

“What do you want?” 

“I was here for a friend’s prenatal checkup and saw you. Just wanted to say 

hi.”