Chapter 345


    Chapter 345


    Leanne slept in until the afternoon,pletely undisturbed, not even a dream to stir her


    peace.


    When she woke up, the room was empty and eerily quiet, as if she were the only person left in the vast


    space.


    She got out of bed and stepped out of the bedroom, drawn by the murmur of voicesing from the


    living room.


    Following the sound, she saw Curtis’ silhouette standing at the breakfast bar, pouring a ss of water


    while talking on the phone. He was deliberately keeping his voice low, probably not to wake her,


    discussing matters of work.


    He seemed to have showered and changed into fresh clothes. Hearing her footsteps, he turned


    around, his initially expressionless face visibly softening as he beckoned her over with a curl of his


    finger.


    Leanne neared and he lounged at the bar, casually fixing her hair while still on his call.


    It sounded like the caller was trying to set up a meeting, but Curtis nonchntly declined, “Not today.


    Today is dedicated to my wife.”


    Whatever the caller responded made him chuckle before he added, “I’ll have my assistant schedule


    something with you tomorrow.”


    After hanging up, he put his phone aside and asked her, “Did you sleep well? Hungry?”


    Leanne nodded, her voice still thick with sleep.


    “I’ll order us some food,” Curtis said with a light, cheerful tone, patting her back. “Go freshen up,


    sweetheart. I’veid out some clothes for you on the couch.”


    “You’re the sweetheart,” Leanne retorted yfully as she turned to head back.


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    On the master suite’s couch were several shopping bags filled with new women’s clothing


    in her size.


    Leanne decided to take a quick shower and chose an outfit from the selection.


    The hotel’s room service manager personally delivered their meal, meticulously describing each dish to


    Curtis, who was seated cross-legged by the dining table. Whether it was the Italian white truffles or the


    bluefin tuna that had been flown in just two hours ago, Curtis seemed uninterested, his attention caught


    instead by any noise from the master bedroom. The moment Leanne emerged, his gaze lifted.


    The clothes, which had been sent from a nearby store ording to her size, suited her well. She wore


    an elegant white taffeta pleated dress with a snug waist thatplemented her slender figure, and her


    freshly dried hair was casually pinned back,


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    highlighting her natural beauty.


    Curtis motioned for the staff to leave, his eyes softly resting on her.


    Now fully awake and refreshed, Leanne’s appetite had returned.


    She began to eat, and after a few bites, looked up to find Curtis watching her with an amused


    expression, resting his chin on his hand.


    “Why are you staring?” she asked, touching her face to make sure she hadn’t smeared anything.


    Curtis massaged his wrist, “My arm’s a bit sore from being your pillow all day. I think it might be


    broken?”


    “My head isn’t that heavy,” Leanne scoffed.


    “Then why does it hurt so much?” he grimaced


    “You’re just getting old.” Despite her words, she stood and took his arm, “Let me see, where does it


    hurt?”


    Curtis wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto hisp, his difort seemingly


    vanishing, “Dr. Castillo’s magic touch, cured at a single touch.”


    Leanne gave him an eye roll. “Are you crazy?”


    “Is it crazy to always want to hold you?” Curtis replied, “Maybe I’m justcking Vitamin L?”


    Leanne couldn’t help butugh, “I’m trying to eat here.”


    “I’ll feed you,” he offered.


    With one arm around her, Curtis used his free hand to fork up a slice of perfectly cut steak, bringing it to


    her lips.


    Leanne, no longer resisting, opened her mouth and ate. She remained on hisp for the entire meal,


    fed by him, and it took over an hour to finish.


    Feeling a bit overfull, Curtis suggested a walk to help digest the meal.


    They strolled through the bustling streets of downtown Stonebridge, the evening sky painted in


    romantic shades of pink and purple.


    It was Leanne’s first time wandering around like this with him, hand in hand, just like the most ordinary


    couple back in their school days, aimlessly enjoying their walk.


    Reaching a street lively with local delicacies, the enticing aromas made everything seem unusually


    appealing, making her want to taste everything even though they were familiar sights.


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