Chapter 30 Chapter 30 As Curtis sat by the bed , he gently wiped away her tears . He didn't know why she was crying . softly , though he knew she wouldn't answer . rving . " What a are you dreaming about ? " he asked It was only at times like this that they weren't at odds with each other . After a while , Curtis went to the bathroom to take a shower . When he came back out , he saw that Marceline wasn't lying flat anymore . Instead , she had curled up on her side as a way of protecting herself . Curtis soon got into bed and pulled her into his arms . In the past , Marceline had used to love sleeping nestled in his arms . Sometimes , if she woke up in the middle of the night and didn't see him , she would go looking for him . But he'd been too busy back then and had spent his nights on end making phone calls . To avoid disturbing her , he would go walk around the residential complex or step out to the balcony . Whenever Marceline found him , she wouldn't say anything . Instead , she would just quietly accompany him on his walk . Now , she no longer seemed to enjoy being in his arms and even appeared uncomfortable with it . Several times , Curtis had tried to turn her around , but she would shrink back and hug herself . Annoyed , he switchied on the bedside lamp and asked , " Are you pretending to be asleep ? " But Marceline had truly fallen asleep . A soft flush caused by the fever colored her cheeks , and with her long lashes lowered , she looked unusually quiet and sweet . At that moment , a jolt went through Curtis , and his heart softened in an instant . After he quietly switched off the light , he wrapped an arm around Marceline's waist from behind and drifted off to sleep . When Marceline woke up , she only felt discomfort down below . She shifted slightly and felt the cool sensation of ointment . It was only when she turned around that she realized there was someone next to her . She immediately jolted awake , startled to find that it wasn't a dream - Curtis was really there, lying beside her in bed . Over the p empty . In the past three years , Marceline would dazedly wake up from her dreams and reach toward the side of the bed , but it was always e beginning , she would break down . But later on , she slowly learned to soothe herself . And now , she was used to sleeping alone . She picked up her phone and glanced at it - it was 5:30 am . She got out of bed and began getting dressed . Upon seeing her up so early , Curtis pulled her back and said , " Sleep a bit more " His tone was so familiar as if none of the arguments from the past three years had ever happened , as if the rift caused by Jenna didn't exist . Nevertheless , Marceline pried his hand away and took out her own clothes to change into . Curtis was fully awake by then . He got out of bed and saw her in the bathroom , wiping the corners of her mouth with a facial tissue after rinsing Without sparing him a glance , she picked up her phone and was about to leave when Curtis blocked her with his arm . " Marceline , can we talk ? " Marceline calmly looked at him and said , " Unless it's about the divorce , there's nothing to talk about . Come find me when you're ready to sign the papers . " Curtis ' expression shifted immediately . Then , he let out a cold laugh . " Do you remember ? You once swore to be my wife for the rest of your life ? - Marceline pressed her lips together . Back then , she really had made such a vow . She had also said that she would hold onto the title of " Mrs. Wolfe " even in death . Who would have thought that in just three years , all those feelings would be gone ? If she'd managed to get out of her depression , then nothing was beyond healing . Loving Curtis was just a long illness - one she would eventually recover from Marceline stepped past him , ready to leave . However , Curtis pulled her back and pressed her against the door . He then forcefully lifted her up until she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist " Let me go ! " This was the sentence the time said the most