My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage - Chapter 303

Chapter 303:

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Carrie passed Ruby’s advice along to Soren, who agreed with her reasoning.

They decided it would be best to delay their appearance on the show for now.

The following morning, Carrie woke up and went downstairs to find Kristopher sitting on the sofa, still dressed in his tailored suit with his tie neatly knotted.

He must have just returned.

When he heard her footsteps, he slowly raised his eyes to meet hers.

Carrie’s first thought was that he had come back because of her.

She remembered how he had shut down Yara the day before, and it made her realize she owed him a debt of gratitude.

Gathering her thoughts, Carrie gave him a small smile, poured him a glass of water, and said, “Thank you for what you did with Yara.”

He accepted the water, looked out the window with a faint smirk, and remarked with a touch of sarcasm, “Well, I guess the sun didn’t come up in the west today, did it? And yet, you’re still thanking me?”

There was a subtle exhaustion in his demeanor, as though he’d rushed back in a hurry.

Carrie felt a small stir of emotion and quickly checked the time, then changed the subject. “It’s nearly noon.”

“What would you like to eat? I’ll make something for you.” For a moment, Kristopher was flooded with nostalgia, remembering when Carrie used to wait at home, always with a hot meal ready for him.

He had once thought their daily life was simple and unchanging, like the furniture in their home that always stayed in its place.

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But in just a few months, everything had changed.

A vague sadness washed over him, and he blurted out, “Oxtail soup.”

Carrie peeked into the kitchen and shook her head. “No oxtail. How about beef stew instead?”

Kristopher frowned, his tone laced with a hint of frustration. “You always used to buy the ingredients ahead of time.”

“Exactly, I used to,” she replied sharply. “Once upon a time, gold was two hundred a unit. Things change, though.”

Whether grateful or not, she couldn’t keep being the one who always catered to his every whim.

Kristopher, seeing her point, finally relented. “Fine, beef stew’s fine. How about with tomatoes?”

Carrie shut the fridge door and shook her head. “No tomatoes left. What about just a clear broth beef stew?”

Kristopher paused, unable to find a response.

Carrie didn’t glance at him again and walked into the kitchen, her back turned toward him.

Kristopher lingered for a moment, then turned and made his way upstairs.

A little while later, Willow quietly walked into the kitchen. “Ma’am, can I help with anything?”

“No thanks, I’ll manage.” Carrie turned around and noticed Willow holding her phone, scrolling through Twitter.

On the screen, she saw a post from Lise announcing her guest spot on Weekend Party.

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