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She cut him off, her voice cracking. “It's not about money, Kristopher! It's about how you treated me.”
His tone remained steady. “The way | treated you before is how I'll continue to treat you in the future.”
Lise smiled faintly, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Beneath the surface, her gaze was fractured, brimming
with an ache that refused to fade.
“I used to be your girlfriend,” she said softly. “Your only choice for a wife. Will | still be?”
Hope flickered in her eyes, fragile but persistent, like a candle fighting against the wind.
Kristopher hesitated. For the first time, a faint shadow crossed his expression. But he said nothing.
The room grew heavier with his silence, and the flicker of hope in Lise’s eyes extinguished. Desperation overtook
her, and she reached out, clutching the sleeve of his suit.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Kristopher,” she pleaded, her voice trembling. “Ever since you reconciled with Carrie, | haven't dared to disturb
you. | haven't even called you, afraid she’d misunderstand. I've already lost you... | can’t lose my job too.”
Lise’s eyes brimmed with tears, cascading down her cheeks as she continued, “Kristopher, all Carrie lost was a
shot at a variety show. With you by her side, doors will keep opening for her. But for me, this might be the final
curtain call of my life...”
In the past, if Kristopher had seen her cry, he would have surrendered instantly, without a shred of resistance.
But now, hesitation rippled across his face, his uncertainty plain as he held his tongue.
Lise ventured carefully, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “Perhaps... you could keep her identity as Mrs. Norris
under wraps, just to preserve my dignity? As long as no one knows she’s Mrs. Norris, | won't becthe butt of
the joke.”
Kristopher’s response was evasive, his tone vaguely warm. “Lise, you could never be a joke to me. You're the
most important person in my world.”
Once, hearing those words would have made her feel like the sun itself revolved around her. But now, the same
words sounded hollow, as if their meaning had shifted with the tide. To Lise, they felt less like devotion and more
like a brittle excuse.
Her gaze flicked past Kristopher, settling on the restaurant’s entrance, where Carrie strolled in with Oliver. A
moment of silence fell as Lise seemed to weigh her thoughts, then spoke with quiet resolve. “If you helpthis
time, I'll finish everything by year’s end, retreat to Izrosa, and never return. I'll follow the treatment, take care of
my heart, and stay away from it all.”
Kristopher’s fingers stilled mid-motion, his expression hardening as if he had reached a decision. “Fine.”
“Ill make sure Carrie steps away from this variety show.” Just then, the private room's door creaked open, and
Carrie appeared in the doorway. Her cold, unwavering eyes met Kristopher’s. “Since when do you get to dictate
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Kristopher turned toward her, his composure faltering, panic flashing in his gaze. “Carrie, what are you doing
here?” His eyes darted to Oliver, carrying a glint of reprimand.
Oliver pressed his lips into a thin line, beads of sweat forming on his brow. How could he have predicted Lise’s
sudden appearance here?
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