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

After three years of marriage, it was Mrs. Curtis' first public appearance, dispelling all the rumors that had suggested trouble in paradise.

Curtis' fond glances at his wife spoke volumes as they walked hand in hand. They were a couple in love. The guests flocked to compliment the striking pair, praising them as a match made in heaven. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Leanne hailed from an elite lineage, having grown up in the influential Richardson family known for their grand social gatherings. From a young age, they trained her in poise and manners. And even though mingling wasn't her favorite pastime, she handled it well when necessary.

The couple complemented each other perfectly, turning heads wherever they went. Curtis, usually aloof, was exceptionally patient today, introducing Leanne to everyone and ensuring she felt included.

Among the guests were notables from the realms of politics and business. Holding hands with Skyler, Grace observed as Leanne chatted with a stern-looking middle-aged woman with cropped hair, the formidable Deputy Director of the Chamber of Commerce. Grace remembered her challenging encounters with the Deputy Director over business permits, always met with a cold demeanor. There she was, all smiles with Leanne. Leanne's charm was all by her association with Curtis.

Noticing Grace's discomfort, Skyler asked a waiter for a glass of water, swapping out her chilled drink, reminding her, "You shouldn't have cold beverages these days."

Grace smiled warmly at his thoughtfulness.

Meanwhile, Selina leaned in, her eyes twinkling. "Oh my, I'm shipping them!"

With a sarcastic lift of her eyebrow, Joy dismissed the sentiment. "Please, it's just a show."

The event was also graced by the Perez family, known for their close ties with the Richardson family. Usually indifferent, Devin had cleaned up nicely in a sharp suit and bow tie, looking every bit of the

young heir he was. Standing behind his father, Hubert, he had been bored by the flattery around him until he overheard the conversation and scoffed, "Mind your own business. Even if Curtis is showing off, he's still better than your last-place finish."

Selina burst out laughing at his comparison while Joy, ready to retort, glanced at Devin's outfit and whistled appreciatively, "Woo!"

Devin lowered his eyes and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Joy whistled. "Looking sharp today, huh?"

Unimpressed, Devin retorted, "And you're looking... usual."

Feigning offense, Joy lunged to tweak his ear. "Open your damn eyes now. I look fabulous today!"

"Get off me!" Devin grumbled, trying to escape her grip.

Their commotion drew surprised gasps from nearby guests. While half-listening to flattering speeches, Hubert woke up asking, "Whose kid is that?"

At that moment, Leanne heard the disturbance and turned around worriedly. Just then, camera flashes went off. Ever so calm, Curtis held and reassured her, "Don't worry. Joy can handle Devin."

Leanne was skeptical, knowing Devin had trained in mixed martial arts. Curtis smiled, cryptically remarking, "Ever heard of the novice beating the master?"

Nearby, Mary sat on a plush sofa, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she watched the younger generation. Sarah, too, beamed with joy. She'd been caring for Leanne since she was a little girl and was thrilled to see her happy with Curtis.