My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 50:

Lise cast her eyes downward, a rueful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “Even if I manage to shrug off their idle chatter, I can’t quite shake off my own feelings. I’ve always been hesitant around you. You shine like a star, while I feel like a quiet flower in the shadows. Acting… it lends me a sense of value, making me feel as though I deserve to be by your side, even if it’s merely as a companion…”

Her voice trailed off, softer now, infused with a tinge of melancholy that matched her tired demeanor.

“I understand,” Kristopher finally responded, breaking the lingering silence with a nod of acceptance. He found it difficult to decline her requests, unlike how he might with others. Gently, he adjusted the blanket around Lise, tucking her in warmly, and advised softly, “Remember what the doctor said. I’ll worry if you fall ill. Moreover, I respect your decisions. Beyond acting, let Elva handle the mundane worries. If she finds them too burdensome, I’ll step in to support you.”

Elva, who had been listening, let out a heavy sigh. “Lise is simply too innocent to play their cunning games. It was just a handful of unfounded rumors on some gossip sites—they’ll be forgotten soon enough. But…” She paused, reluctant to bring up Carrie directly, so she mentioned Carrie’s manager instead. “That manager, Ruby Curtis, seized on the buzz, pulled a few strings, and leaked audition footage. The netizens, always quick to judge and quick to envy, turned against us, claiming Lise’s success was merely due to your influence. This hits a sore spot with Lise; she strives relentlessly to prove her worth.” She scrutinized Kristopher’s demeanor closely, subtly suggesting, “Ruby, however, wasn’t always this daring.”

“I wonder who’s giving her the courage to be so audacious now,” Elva mused. As she spoke, Kristopher’s expression darkened visibly. With Ruby firmly supporting Carrie, it was clear that Carrie herself was behind it all.

Previously, Kristopher believed Carrie was merely another casualty caught in the whirlwind of gossip, prompting him to step in and sway the public opinion in her favor. Little did he expect that Carrie would exploit the circumstances to bolster her own image while casting Lise in a negative light. Carrie’s boldness had erased all remnants of her once apparent gentleness!

At that moment, any remaining sympathy Kristopher harbored for Carrie dissipated entirely. He could tolerate a momentary outburst, but not the deep-seated malice festering in Carrie.

Shortly thereafter, Kristopher secured a consultation with a leading cardiologist from Isonridge to devise a robust treatment strategy for Lise. He remained by Lise’s side until she had finished her meal and then departed from the hospital.

Outside, Oliver was fidgeting nervously in the car. Upon seeing Kristopher descend, he promptly stepped out, opened the rear door, and inquired, “Mr. Norris, are we still visiting Mrs. Norris?” Kristopher stooped to enter the car, a potent aroma of roses engulfing him. He glanced briefly at the lush bouquet and responded icily, “Yes.”

Oliver, sensing the severity in Kristopher’s tone, felt an involuntary shiver. There was no doubt—Kristopher wasn’t seeking reconciliation. He was ready for a clash.

Meanwhile, at a convenience store…noveldrama

Carrie had spent the entire day meticulously organizing her home. By the time the sun dipped into a pink-streaked sunset, she realized the pangs of hunger gnawing at her. Seeking nourishment, she ventured out for a meal, and on her way home, she decided to grab some snacks and essential supplies.

Living with Kristopher had taught her one unmistakable lesson: he had a precise palate when it came to food. To avoid any petty squabbles during their two-year marriage, Carrie had steered clear of keeping her cherished “junk food” at home.

As she completed her purchase at the store, the temptation proved too great; she tore open a box of chips right at the counter, her eyes lighting up with glee as she savored the crunch. There was something profoundly satisfying about the simple joy of carbohydrates.

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