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

"My hands are so frozen they might as well be stones, and yet you're still going at it like there's no tomorrow. Planning on giving up surgery?"
The icy chill of her hands was soon enveloped by a warm embrace as Leanne looked down, murmuring, "It's not too bad..."
Before she could finish, Curtis scooped up her dangling left hand, warming it within his own.
His fingers brushed against her wedding ring, caressing it a few times without a word.
Leanne made no attempt to pull away. Snowflakes settled on Curtis' coat shoulders, his warmth transferring to her.
It was unclear whether he was warming her hands out of kindness or he was finally having her before him after longing for her day and night. Curtis wanted to cherish the moment. He warmed her hands further, then pressed them against his face and lips.
His dark lashes partially lowered, catching snowflakes, as he tenderly kissed her cold fingertips.
Gradually, the warmth seeped into Leanne's bones, thawing the chill. After a while, she suddenly asked, "How long has it been since you shaved?"
Curtis stiffened his expression, his hand instinctively reaching for his chin. He had been here for a few days, living alone, neglecting to shave.
"Does it look that bad?"
Leanne replied, "It's not too bad, not really ugly."
Curtis knew she was trying to comfort him. She never liked his unkempt appearance.
"I'll shave now. Will you wait for me?"
Leanne nodded, agreeing, "Go ahead."
Her eyes were serene and gentle. Curtis lingered for a few seconds, unmoving.
"Forget it. You won't wait," he said, understanding her as well as he understood himself.
"Can you bear with it a little longer?" he coaxed tenderly, his eyes full of deep affection, "I haven't seen you in so long. I just want to look at you."
He had secretly visited Leanne's Castle several times. She was unaware.
Thankfully, the cat knew better than to tell, even though it had rubbed against his legs enough times to leave a mark.
After finishing the snowman's eyes, Leanne and Curtis sat on the porch steps together.
"Thinking of going to Harvard Medical School?" Curtis inquired.
He always seemed to have the latest information. Leanne had only received the email yesterday.
"I'm still deciding." Since Curtis had
been in Emberland for quite some time, Leanne sought his opinion, "Between Johns Hopkins and Harvard Medical School, which do you think is better?"
"Both are top-notch. Whichever you choose will be the best," Curtis brushed off the snow from her hat and fixed it back on her head, "With your talents,
whichever school secures you will rank first next year."
Leanne turned her head away, "My ego isn't as big as yours."
Curtis was generous, "No worries. I can lend you some of mine."
"I'll pass," Leanne said, "You didn't shave."
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Curtis burst into laughter with a hint of regret in his voice, "I miscalculated. Had I known you were coming today,
ve I would have made sure to look my best." Leanne wanted to ask him
what he was doing all alone here, but
she swallowed her words. The
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The snow blanketed the branches, heralding another winter season.
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That year, the snow had blocked the roads. He had spoken of living im seclusion here forever. Had they
never left the mountain, would all that followed have been avoided? The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest chapter there!
But all the what-ifs were pointless since they would never come to pass.
After staying outside for a while, Leanne began to feel the cold creeping in.
"I should go."
"Alright," Curtis replied.
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As she stood and descended the
steps, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind. The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest chapter there!
Curtis' voice fell softly from above her head, "Just a little more time."
Leanne thought he was asking her to stay a bit longer, but after he spoke, he let
her go.