Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back (Leanne Castillo) novel Chapter 374

Leanne was confused.

Curtis flicked on the light switch, leisurely straightening his shirt collar that had gotten tousled during their previous scramble, regaining his dapper, gentlemanly appearance.

He reached for the door handle, ready to leave.

Suddenly, Leanne grabbed his wrist.

Curtis looked down, a hint of amusement rising in his eyes. "What? Want more kisses?" he teased. He pulled her close again, leaning in. "Then let's have another moment."

Her cheeks flaming red, Leanne pushed his face away without mercy, pulling a tissue from her purse and thrusting it at him with a touch of irritation.

"Wipe it off."

Curtis realized something, his thumb brushing over his lips. Her lipstick had smudged onto him.

His eyes twinkled with more amusement, refusing her tissue. "You help me."

Leanne refused. "Do it yourself."

Utterly composed, Curtis admired himself in the mirror. "This shade looks quite fetching on me. Maybe I should go out like this to give it a free promo."

Leanne couldn’t bear the embarrassment.

Resigned, she pulled out a tissue, pressed it to his lips, and rubbed vigorously.

Curtis hissed, "You're cleaning your husband's lips, not scrubbing a table. Be gentle."

"It's your fault."

Leanne meticulously cleaned off every trace, ensuring no smudge left before she felt relieved.

She stood before the mirror, fixing herself up, reapplying the lipstick he had smeared.

Feeling inexplicably content, Curtis let the irritation smooth out under her gentle touch. He lounged against the wall behind him, arms crossed, watching her touch up her makeup with interest.

After a while, he stood straight, walked over, and took the lipstick from her hand, lifting her chin with his finger.

"Let me do this."