A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

Chapter 292:

Kristopher watched her go, his brows knitted into a tight frown.

He reached for his phone, intending to check the time, only to find the screen shattered, likely from the accident. He couldn’t even unlock the device.

Kristopher gingerly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. After a simple wash, he went downstairs to look for Belinda. “Let me use your phone.”

She was at the kitchen counter, kneading dough for her handmade noodles. Flour covered her hands and the upper half of her apron.

Belinda turned around and lifted her apron to reveal one of her waist pockets.

Kristopher glanced at the phone peeking from under it, then his gaze flitted over to her flat belly. It lingered there.

she prompted when

cleared his throat and walked over to grab

shallow, and as he pulled the phone out,

although the contact was brief, the heat of their bodies seemed to

fateful night they had shared flashed in both

the air in the

tension, heavy and suffocating. Belinda furrowed her brows as her gaze instinctively met Kristopher’s. Their eyes locked,

on the kitchen counter. The cool surface beneath her made Belinda shiver involuntarily.

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door swinging open shattered the stillness. The moment was broken,

married, mornings often found her in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. Marc, coming to deliver documents or discuss business, would frequently find her there,

of milk wafted through the kitchen, Marc couldn’t help but ask, “Mrs. Cox, you’re up early making breakfast?” His question hung in