Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back (Leanne Castillo) novel Chapter 427

Curtis' deep gaze lingered on her pale and delicate face. "So, what are you keeping from me?"

The grip that held Leanne's heart tightened, leaving her uncertain whether to drag Curtis into this fog-enshrouded, besieged situation.

She still hadn't found any answers from Chuck.

The truth was in a sealed room, and she had no idea what she would face upon opening the door, nor could she find a key to enter.

In the silence that followed, Curtis set the towel on the tray, effortlessly unbuttoned his suit, and draped it over her shoulders.

He took her hand. "Let's go home and talk."

Leaving the celebration, they got into the car and remained silent on the ride home.

Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Jake was used to their small talk, if not outright cuddling. Having seen their confrontational moments, where they barely exchanged a few words before falling into cold stiffness, he found their current affection quite comforting.

But what was going on?

Since making up, Curtis had been incredibly accommodating toward Leanne, cherishing her to no end, never speaking harshly, let alone showing a cold face.

Puzzled, Jake noticed Curtis holding an umbrella over Leanne as they got out of the car, his shirt soaking in the rain yet keeping her well-protected. And he thought he was worrying over nothing.

The rain made the hydrangeas along the wall quiver and scatter their petals.

When inside the house, Curtis put away the umbrella, its clear water trickling down and pooling on the floor, reflecting a warm, orange glow.

Leanne took off the suit jacket and heard him sit on the couch, calling out to her, "Come here."

Knowing he was upset, she didn’t sit beside him but opposite, clutching his jacket.

"When did you find out?" she asked.