Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back (Leanne Castillo) novel Chapter 473

He casually held his blazer in one hand and commanded with succinct authority, "Greet."

It was early autumn. Leanne was dressed in a beige cardigan, a white silk skirt, her hair pinned up with a clip, leaving strands to softly frame her face like a gentle breeze from the tail end of summer.

Larson remembered a visit to the Richardsons' once, during Maddox's birthday bash. Their place was bustling, teeming with guests and kids alike.

A group was playing badminton in the yard when a boy accidentally hit Leanne with the shuttlecock. His apology was arrogant. Leanne, quiet and uncomplaining, simply waited for him to leave before she crushed the shuttlecock underfoot.

Watching from upstairs, Larson found her quite fascinating.

Opening his mouth, Larson greeted her with an exaggeratedly sweet tone, "Hey, sis."

Leanne didn't mind, but Curtis sure did.

His gaze slid over Larson dismissively. "What, did living away from home too long make you forget your manners?"

"I've always called her 'sis.' Why stop now?"

Curtis smirked, "Back then, I could've smacked you for it. Guess what? I still can."

Larson, rebellious to the core, challenged, "So, should I call her 'sister-in-law' instead?"

Leanne was speechless.

That sounded even weirder. No surprise Curtis' uncle nearly had a heart attack over this kid.

But this troublemaker was no match for Curtis.

His lips twitched, he tossed his jacket aside, and stuffed his hands in his pockets, a commanding aura enveloping him. His cold gaze pinned Larson, "Call her by name. Or I'll make sure you can't speak again."