My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 39:

Kristopher gave a solemn nod, absorbing her words before turning his attention back to Lise. “I must return to the office now. Oliver will come by later to assist you. If anything comes up, just have Elva direct him on what to do.”

Lise observed the subtle preoccupation flickering across his face, and a part of her yearned to plead with him to stay. Yet, after a moment’s pause, she offered a supportive smile and responded with gentle understanding, “You should go. I’ll manage on my own.”

After Kristopher had left, Elva swiftly closed the door with a soft click and turned to Lise, her expression glowing with anticipation. “You won’t believe who I encountered earlier!”

Disinterestedly flipping the reports into the bin, Lise raised an eyebrow in mild curiosity. “And who might that be?”

“Carrie Campbell, along with her manager, Ruby Curtis,” Elva replied, dragging a chair to sit close by the bed, her voice dripping with gossip. “They were deep in conversation. It turns out Carrie’s recent leg injury, which she neglected, not only reopened today but also suffered burns. It seems it might even scar!”

Lise ceased her absent twirling of her fingers, her attention sharpening. She remembered Albin mentioning a fire at Carrie’s family home that fateful night in the secluded ambiance of the club’s private room. It was becoming clear that Carrie was likely at the site when the tragedy occurred.

So, while Carrie was embroiled in a perilous ordeal, Kristopher had been tending to Lise, who was merely battling a slight ailment? A smirk slowly formed on Lise’s lips, a hint of triumph in her gaze.

Following her departure, Kristopher had hastily entered into a marriage. Initially, Lise thought it was a move to provoke her, but as time unfolded, she began to question whether Carrie truly held any significance in Kristopher’s heart. Looking back, it seemed that she had given Carrie more importance than she truly deserved. Even with the ring on his finger, Lise knew she remained the one who mattered most to him.

With a barely concealed grin, she casually dismissed the topic. “Don’t worry about her.”

To Lise, Carrie was merely a rival who had already lost the battle. Elva, misunderstanding the context for a professional one, nodded in agreement. “Absolutely, with Mr. Norris in our corner, there’s no cause for concern regarding the role. We just need to be patient for the upcoming good news.”

“By the way, didn’t you mention something about Carrie and Kristopher having trouble in their marriage?” Elva casually steered the conversation. “Lise, think about it. Mr. Norris is a rare catch. With so many eyes on him, now that he’s got a shot at being single again, you need to push harder for that divorce and claim your place as Mrs. Norris.”

Lise, however, remained quiet upon hearing Elva’s strategic advice. Although Elva’s point was reasonable, Lise recalled how her previous haste had only led to setbacks. Sometimes, it was wiser to let things unfold at their own pace.

Ruby felt a twinge of concern for Carrie’s well-being as she settled alone into the hotel, prompting her to swiftly arrange for Carrie’s move to an apartment directly across from her own that very night.

Carrie paused at her new doorstep, her gaze flickering to the identical unit across from hers. Curiously, she inquired, “Why do you own two apartments here when you live alone?” The location was prime, nestled in the vibrant city center where the price of a single apartment rivaled that of a suburban villa.

Carrie mulled over Ruby’s financial prowess, wondering about the extent of her wealth that allowed such casual purchases.

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