My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 11:

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She had arrived here with nothing but a suitcase and a heart full of dreams, and now she was leaving, her dreams crumbled, utterly alone.

A bitter laugh slipped through her lips.

If only she hadn’t fallen so hard for him, if only she’d proposed an amicable separation at the end of their agreed year, maybe she wouldn’t be wandering now, a lost soul in the shadow of her former self.

Lise didn’t have to lift a finger, and Carrie had already fallen, utterly broken and beyond redemption.

Meanwhile, in the Oasis Club, renowned as the priciest spot in Orkset, the air within the VIP room crackled with excitement.

Under the spell of bright lights and thumping music, a diverse group of men and women lounged together, basking in the exclusivity of the setting.

Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Kristopher in the doorway.

The karaoke session halted abruptly as the crowd turned to greet him in unison, voices mingling. “Kristopher…”

Before they could utter another word, a woman cloaked from head to toe stepped out from behind him.

Lise, with a fluid motion, removed her mask and slid her arm through Kristopher’s.

She addressed the room with poised charm. “My assistant took a sudden leave, and I found myself without company. Not keen on spending the evening alone, I invited Kristopher to join me. I trust that’s alright?”

Lise’s beauty was undeniable.

Her face was a delicate composition of cherry lips and a sculpted nose, framed by eyes that shimmered with a vulnerable allure, commanding a protective fervor from those around her—her presence, ethereal.

In contrast, Carrie’s features were more pronounced, her beauty vivid and striking.

Lise, by comparison, carried a softer, more understated elegance.

Yet, as it often goes, matters of the heart followed no simple paths.

While Kristopher and Carrie were married, it was in name only; Kristopher seemed detached and seldom included her in private social events.

The group didn’t have much of a relationship with Carrie, leading them to feel no obligation to defend her.

Upon hearing Lise’s comment, a moment of discomfort rippled through the air.

Nonetheless, they quickly recovered, offering a congenial smile as they said, “We’re all friends here; let’s not bother with formalities.”

Lise offered a subtle, knowing smile as she gracefully accompanied Kristopher into the bustling room.noveldrama

The event that evening had been meticulously planned to express appreciation for Kristopher’s contributions.

As they stepped into the room, the crowd parted like the sea, making way for them to proceed to the seats of honor.

The group’s leader handed Kristopher a glass of wine with a flourish, proclaiming with a broad grin, “We truly owe you a debt of gratitude, Mr. Norris! Your exceptional talents are the talk of the town, and witnessing them firsthand today only confirms it. Without your expertise, securing this contract would have been a fantasy!”

Their gathering marked the launch of a novel shopping platform, one that had been in negotiation with numerous local brands in Orkset.

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