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

Chapter 264
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Chapter 264 So there was Devin trying to make a grand gesture by setting up this movie confession but Curtis didn't show.

No matter how much buzz there was about Curtis, the guy never made an appearance.

Joy, on the other hand, was pretty cool about Devin hitting on her. Watching that movie, she didn't even realize she was being used as a pawn in his game.

But now, seeing Devin in a new light, she kinda warmed up to him. After all, he was her suitor. By stwisted logic, that almost made them family, right? So, she decided to bury the hatchet with Devin, at least for a short while.

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They were at this party. Honestly, it was mostly Selina's crowd, but Joy blended right in. They were both having the tof their lives.

Leanne was sitting on a couch and enjoying scake. When the girl who got kicked earlier cover with a can of cocktail from who-knows-where, thanking Leanne.

"Thanks for earlier," she said.

"It's nothing," Leanne replied, taking the drink with a smile, exchanging a few words.

It turned out that this girl was also from a wealthy family, though not quite top-tier among this crowd. As an only child, she was used to being pampered.

Being kicked out of the blue didn't sit well with her.

"I'm studying medicine, doing my master's at Starlake University," the girl shared. Suzan from school. I used to have a lot of respect for her." "Starlake University?" Leanne asked.

"Yeah, it's right near Bullion Boulevard. I moved there the syear Curtis did, but I there to study. He was always too busy. I barely saw him, maybe two or three times the years. One Christmas, Suzan and I tried to have dinner with him, but we couldn't ev fit into his schedule." As she spoke, she suddenly added, "You know, I always thought Curtis wasn't like what people said about him." Leanne looked at her.

"I'm no hindsight hero, you know," the girl hurried to explain, trying to prove her point with a real story. "The first tCurtis went abroad for his birthday, Devin invited us to celebrate. Everyone was pretty drunk, and Curtis was sitting alone on a pachair. I went out to call my mom and saw him there, looking like he might have had too much. I asked if he wanted to go inside to avoid catching a cold. When he opened his eyes and called out 'Anne', his eyes lit up. But then he saw it wasand immediately turned cold. He 1/2 Chapter 264 probably thought I was you." Leanne drifted her gaze off as she took a sip of her cocktail. It was peach-flavored, sweet and more like an alcoholic fruit drink than a proper cocktail, not exactly her favorite. However, she wasn't focused on the taste. Soon, she found herself finishing the whole can.

She wasn't familiar with this drink, unaware of how potent its effects were. Feeling dizzy, she leaned back on the couch to rest. As soon as she closed her eyes, it felt like sinking into the deep sea.

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Devin was having a blast when someone cup, shouting in his ear, "Someone's plastered!" "Who?" Devin asked.

"Leanne..." "What about her?" The other person gave up explaining and just pointed towards the couch.

Devin rushed over, noticed the empty can on the coffee table, and cursed, "Who gave her this?"

It was one of those trendy drinks that had been all the rage online, om essentially a concoction of caffeine that got you hyped up. They called it blackout booze for a reason.

Most of their circle avoided it, finding it pointless.

Devin glanced at the two figures sprawled on the couch, then back at Jay and Selina, w were also quite tipsy, dancing their hearts out.

He started dialing on his phone, instructing someone nearby, "There's a room upstairs. Take her there to sleep it off." "And what about Leanne?" Devin didn't respond, already stepping outside to take the call.

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