A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

Chapter 4:

A week later, in Rozand…

“You’ve really slimmed down,” Madisyn remarked, setting food in front of Belinda. She sighed deeply. “I’ve been buying you so much food every day this week, yet somehow you keep losing weight.”

Belinda was peeling shrimp, eyes lowered. “I think I look better this way, don’t you?”

“You’re too thin now!” Madisyn sighed with sympathy. “You once filled out my evening dresses, and now, look at you. We’ll need new outfits for the upcoming party.”

After tossing the peeled shrimp into the cat’s bowl and calling over Fluffy, Belinda softly asked, “What party?”

“Remember? You wanted your jewelry designs to hit the market in three months,” Madisyn reminded her.

Her face fell into a pout. “I spoke to a few companies. They can do custom orders, but mass production and launching take more time. To meet your three-month deadline, we need someone who can expedite and who likes your style. I found out about a party happening tonight. It’s not just local jewelers, but also merchants and designers from other cities. I thought we could go and see if anyone’s interested in your designs,” she suggested hopefully.

Seeing her friend’s dedication, Belinda felt motivated.

She petted Fluffy gently. “It’s been a long time since I last attended a party. I can’t always stay at home.”

Watching Belinda’s broad smile, Madisyn paused before speaking, her tone reflective. “You remember that you always wondered who would attend every time I invited you to a party? You were always worried about Kristopher and didn’t want to upset him.” Madisyn’s smile faltered slightly. “And now you don’t even ask?”

smile was soft yet sad. “I’m still healing. Let’s leave my ex out of our night, shall

evening, at the Summit Hotel

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gown featuring a deep V-neck, a backless design, and a daring high

seductive style suits you. You always chose such dignified and elegant dresses,

a charming smile in response. “I’ll remember that.” Having spent

came over and asked her

her way to the dance

with his eyes shut, listening to his assistant Marc

on the dance floor,

“Why did you stop?”

and detached, his eyes remaining

paused briefly, then promptly refocused and completed

from her?” Kristopher asked nonchalantly after receiving

quickly replying, “Your mother messaged me

this, Kristopher scoffed dismissively. “Heartless.” He then grabbed his phone and scrolled through his messages

a week ago. She had advised him to

she would message him incessantly, almost like an overbearing

had passed without