A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

Chapter 63:

Cathy’s face drained of color.

In the next moment, she turned away from Kristopher, attempting to hide the anxiety that suddenly overtook her. “Yes… yes, I used to… I used to love racing, but…” She paused for a moment, collecting herself before meeting his gaze again. Her smile now carried a faint sadness. “But Kristopher, you know about my illness. Since falling sick, my interests and habits have changed. Have you forgotten?”

With a forced chuckle, she added, “It’s been ages since I’ve been to a place like this, so I find it a bit overwhelming… but…”

She moved closer to Kristopher, reaching out to steady herself against him. “If this is where you find joy and want to unwind with some racing, I’m here to support you and cheer you on!”

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with admiration. “A man behind the wheel of a race car does have a certain charm.”

Her expression, carefully crafted over time, was the one she had perfected for moments like these.

With a tilt of her head and an innocent gleam in her eyes, she smiled at him.

To Kristopher, in that instant, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

entirely captivated by her, but his frown and the skeptical look in his eyes caught her off guard. “Didn’t I tell you five years ago that

injury and had only recently met Cathy. During that time, her sister Joyce had casually mentioned Cathy’s passion for racing and her impressive

due to his injury, Kristopher had expressed his disinterest

that it didn’t matter, as he could simply support them from the sidelines

latest

eyes had recovered, Kristopher had often spoken of wanting to see Cathy race. However, his responsibilities with

chance to watch Cathy race at the track. Yet, here she was, not only disliking the noisy racetrack atmosphere but also expecting him, someone who had been injured, to race for

gaze on Cathy grew

an adoring look,

voice trailed off when she spotted Belinda, clad in a racing suit, standing

chatting animatedly with them as the breeze tousled her

stared, ensuring it was indeed

Turning to Kristopher, she stammered, “Kristopher,

her stunned gaze, and there

still wearing the racing suit from Allen’s photograph, yet in person, she seemed far more radiant and

leaned in to whisper something to Allen, her smile