Chapter 291
Chapter 291
Curtis swiped his tongue over a mr, a sinking feeling in his gut.
Locking eyes with Leanne’s unimpressed gaze he reluctantly let her insert the digital
thermometer into his ear.
Once she saw the readout-104 degrees Fahrenheit, a full three degrees higher than the old mercury
thermometer would show-her suspicion was confirmed.
Why had his fever not broken in three days? Because the thermometer was tampered with.
How could a perfectly good thermometer be off by three whole degrees unless someone messed with
it?
Caught red-handed, Curtis leaned back against the couch with a resigned click of his tongue, “Busted.”
Leanne wanted to be mad, but somehow, she wasn’t surprised. Messing around like this was just so…
Curtis.
She tapped the thermometer against him, “Enjoy the cklist.”
When Caleb got the call, he wasn’t far from Golden Grove Manors. Turning around at the next
intersection, he made his way back.
Curtis was slowly packing thest few days’ clothes and essentials into his suitcase.
Leanne watched as Caleb carried the luggage out.
Curtis put on his jacket, methodically fastening the buttons, his gaze lingering on her.
His eyes held a tumult of emotions, but in the end, he simply ruffled her hair, saying, “Mak sure to eat.”
The ease with which he epted his departure, after being such a pest about staying, was surprisingly
refreshing.
The door closed, leaving the house in silence.
Wandering between the bedroom and the living room, Leanne wasn’t sure what to do with herself.
Just then, the oven timer dinged.
In the kitchen, she found a beef stew simmering on the stove, the beef and carrots tender and vorful.
The pumpkin soup was smooth as silk, the greens already prepped and marinated, just needing a
quick fry.
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Opening the oven, she was greeted by the golden-brown, fragrant sight of a baked French
toast.
Curtis had made her dinner. It was still in the oven when she kicked him out.
The next morning, Curtis arrived at the office, flipping through thetest due diligence report that had
just been delivered.
Caleb gave a brief overview of the day’s schedule, but Curtis’ attention was drawn to a paper bag on
his desk, “What’s this?”
“Medicine,” Caleb said.
Curtis paused, dropping the report on the desk to inspect the bag. Each box wasbeled:
For fever: Take as needed. Do not take if not feverish.
For sore throat relief: Three times a day, after meals.
For cough: Three times a day…
A smile tugged at his lips, “Leanne sent this?”
Caleb hesitated for a moment before answering truthfully, “Your wife called this morning. Said you
forgot your medication yesterday and asked me to pick it up.”
She’d rather go through Caleb than lift his cklist status.
Curtis’ smile faded slightly, his gaze lingering on his overly efficient assistant.
The morning sun streamed through the ss walls, and Caleb felt a chill.
Curtis watched him for a moment before speaking.
“I remember you have two WhatsApp ounts, one for work and one for personal use.’
“That’s correct, Mr. Richardson.”
“Which one did you add Leanne on?”
“The work ount.”
Curtis nodded, “Good.”
Caleb was puzzled.
Caleb said, [Good afternoon]
Leanne was out for lunch with Amy near the hospital, grabbing noodles when she received his
message.
Her interactions with Caleb had always revolved around Curtis, strictly business, without a hint of
personal chit-chat.
Their conversation history was always to the point, devoid of any emotional undertones.
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His polite demeanor never included sending pointless greetings.
Leanne found it strange but replied out of courtesy, [Good afternoon. Is there something you need?]
Caleb: No [Cute]
Leanne put away her phone,pletely baffled.
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