Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Lying on the rough frame of Curtis, Leanne knew it wasn't as comfy as a plush mattress, but she slept soundly for nearly three hours.

Waking up, she instinctively stretched, feeling the grip around her waist tightened. "Awake?" Curtis asked, securing her in his embrace while his other hand held a tablet, browsing some venture capital projects.

Glancing at the clock, Leanne realized she had slept longer than expected while Curtis had held her the whole time.

"Aren't your arms sore? Why didn't you wake me up?"

"If I can't even hold you for a little while, how can I call myself your husband?" he chuckled, setting aside the tablet to pinch her reddened cheek softly. "Hungry? How about we get up and grab something to eat?" All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nodding, Leanne slipped off his lap, put on her shoes, and freshened up in the bathroom.

When she returned, Caleb had brought in their ordered lunch.

Lunch was a crispy chicken Caesar salad and a seafood risotto, aromatic and rich with flavors, topped with crunchy croutons, offering a delightful blend of textures.

As they raised the curtains, the afternoon sunlight poured in. Curtis had spent the morning with her, delaying a few things.

Leanne was enjoying her lavender honey-glazed carrots when she overheard the secretary updating Caleb that the project team was waiting in Conference Room 3.

Putting down his fork leisurely, Curtis said, "I've got a meeting to attend. Take your time eating. Wait here for me."

"Go ahead," Leanne replied, feeling refreshed after a good sleep. "I was thinking of visiting Violet this afternoon."

Curtis ruffled her hair. "Let Secretary Flora take you."

After leaving the office, Curtis adjusted his tie while instructing Caleb, "Cancel what you can from the end-of-month schedule and postpone the rest. I need two weeks free."

Two weeks? That was nearly impossible for someone with a schedule as packed as his.

He might as well suggest shutting down ElitePinnacle for simplicity.

His motto had recently shifted from work-first to "Can ElitePinnacle function without me?"

"Make sure to book the Iceland trip well in advance this time. If there's any slip-up," Curtis warned as he approached the meeting room door, giving Caleb a stern look, "not even the Grim Reaper could save you."

Caleb thought, "Since when does the Grim Reaper start saving people anyway?"

Flora, who had accompanied Leanne in the morning, felt honored to be assigned this task. She was the first one at ElitePinnacle to serve the boss' wife, after all!

She escorted Leanne to the logistics department, where Violet was busy registering some maintenance staff.

Appointed personally by Curtis, even the manager treated her with respect. Violet, known for her hardworking nature and well-liked by her colleagues took her job seriously.

Seeing Violet's cheerful demeanor, Leanne knew she was doing well there.

Violet was surprised and delighted to see her, quickly setting her up with a chair and making coffee, fetching some cookies. "What brings you here, Anne? Came to see Curtis?"

"Yeah." Leanne gestured for her to sit and relax, then turned to Flora with a gentle smile. "You can head back now. Thanks for bringing me here." After such a kind interaction, Flora happily left.

Leanne then got straight to the point. "Do you remember the officer in charge of my parents' case?"

Violet looked puzzled. "Why bring that up now, after all this time?"

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