A Second Chance with the CEO After Divorce

Chapter 301:

Cathy’s smile lit up the room. “Of course, Kristopher. We’ve known each other for so many years. Apart from the clothes specified by the brand for advertising shoots, when have you ever seen me wear floral or plaid skirts or anything with a pastoral vibe? It’s just not my scene. How could I possibly pull it off?”

She tilted her head, batting her big eyes at him with an irresistibly cute expression. “But hey, if this style is your thing, I’ll give it my best shot. Anything for you, right?”

Her smile turned positively enchanting, her eyes sparkling. “But seriously, Kristopher, isn’t this more of a little-girl thing?”

Every move, every word from Cathy was meticulously calculated. In the past, whenever she employed that innocent charm, Kristopher had been putty in her hands. No matter what she asked, he always caved. Cathy assumed this time would be no different.

However, confusion clouded Kristopher’s face instead of indulgence. “But remember five years ago, when we first met? Your sister swore this style was yours.”

and Cathy’s hope for his warmth faded. She forced an

eyes. “Cathy, you seem to forget a

of red to her knack for racing, and now even her

assured him that memory loss in terminal patients was usually selective, focusing on one aspect at most. Yet Cathy seemed to have erased everything but that fateful incident five years ago, when she

feigned weakness, leaning on the table and massaging her temples. “Maybe… maybe my

her arms, avoiding Kristopher’s gaze. Inside, she seethed with frustration. How much had Joyce told him about Belinda back then? Why did that wretched Belinda have such tacky tastes

area, Belinda stood quietly against the wall, her ear tuned to the sounds below. Her heart felt unbearably uneasy, as if gripped by an invisible force. Everything she’d hoped for had been wishful thinking. Kristopher had decorated this villa to suit what he believed was Cathy’s

back, convinced it matched her preferences. Yet his meticulous planning had veered off course.

noodles. He dabbed at his mouth with a tissue and fixed his sharp, eagle-like gaze on

for a moment, then lifted her brow in