My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage - Chapter 126

Chapter 126:

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“Without repercussions? Did I miss the memo that Ms. Nash holds sway over the entire show business?”

“If she wishes, even a rising star would bow, and a top-tier celebrity wouldn’t dare disrespect her!” Kristopher declared, appearing out of nowhere.

Kristopher’s mood was sour. When had Carrie become the center of every man’s attention? First, she had formed a bond with Soren, and now she was openly taking Asher’s side. Even Stewart had come to her defense recently.

Suddenly, it dawned on Kristopher that Carrie had always been drawn to attractive people. He remembered overhearing her once, complimenting his own looks to a friend. At the time, it hadn’t seemed important. But now, as Kristopher observed Asher and Stewart—both strikingly handsome—and recalled Soren’s reputation for his good looks among the elite, a chill ran through him.

Kristopher’s expression grew colder, and he scoffed silently. Was her affection merely superficial?

Lise noticed the change in Kristopher’s demeanor. She realized that he wasn’t really defending her but was actually wrestling with a surge of jealousy. Choosing to ignore it, she gently chided him. “Kristopher, it’s really not worth getting angry over them for me.” She aimed to make it clear to Carrie that Kristopher’s actions were all in her defense.

“It’s simply a big misunderstanding,” Bart chimed in hastily, opening the door to the private room to relieve the building tension. “Mr. Norris, your timing is perfect. We’ve just arrived. Lise must be tired and hungry from her shoot this afternoon. Let’s not linger here. Please, let’s all go in and take a seat.”

Carrie’s eyes fell on Kristopher, whose expression seemed sour, and she couldn’t help but wonder if his previous apology back at the apartment had merely been a figment of her imagination.

Whenever Lise was around, Kristopher transformed into someone unrecognizable. Carrie had come to terms with his icy demeanor and his seeming incapacity for love, yet witnessing his fervent defense of another was a dagger to her heart that she couldn’t simply ignore. Had she encountered Kristopher before Lise entered his life, could there have been a spark between them? Yet the world offered no room for such “what ifs.” Lowering her gaze, Carrie shook away the tumultuous thoughts swirling in her mind.

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Pretending Kristopher was nothing more than a shadow in the room, she turned to Asher and remarked, “I’m famished. Let’s head inside and order something to eat.” Upon hearing Carrie’s words, Asher promptly swung the door open, skillfully shifting the conversation. “Do you like fish? The house specialty here is quite remarkable.”

“Kristopher,” Lise murmured, gently tugging at his hand. Kristopher’s eyes darted away from Carrie, focusing instead as he followed Lise and the others into an adjoining private room. Was he truly expected to jostle for attention like some minor celebrity? Kristopher’s sense of pride and his upbringing would never allow him to stoop to such depths of sycophancy.

Within the confines of Asher’s private room, a waiter briskly set the table with a variety of lavish dishes, their sumptuous appearance reflecting their opulence. Asher, brimming with excitement, detailed several of the restaurant’s specialties to Carrie, displaying his thorough knowledge with enthusiasm. However, Carrie’s attention was elsewhere, her thoughts tangled with Kristopher’s unsettling demeanor, leaving her noticeably disengaged.

Asher picked up on her distant air, mistaking her distraction for anxiety about offending Kristopher. He attempted to comfort her, asserting, “Don’t worry. It’s merely a few harmless words. Lise’s influential backer wouldn’t dare touch you.”

At that moment, Godwin interjected with a sharp reprimand, “Asher, watch your mouth! Careless talk is unwise.”

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