My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 377:

Kristopher drew the food Carrie had brought towards himself. “What you brought is perfect for me.”

Carrie paused briefly before shifting back to their previous conversation. “Let’s go ahead and release the variety show. I’m not aiming to cultivate an idol image. Once I have a solid portfolio, any rumors will naturally fade.”

This approach would certainly be more challenging, but marriage is about teamwork. With Kristopher already making considerable concessions, she was ready to put in the extra effort. Besides, no matter the challenges ahead, they wouldn’t compare to the difficulties she had faced in the past. After all, this time around, she wasn’t facing everything on her own.

Kristopher settled onto the sofa across from Camille, his suit pants riding up just enough to reveal his perfectly neat socks. He looked up at Carrie and said, “I’m not the kind of person who would leave you to deal with public judgment on your own.”

His gaze drifted to her neck, where the soft lighting made her skin glow gently. More than the meal on the table, he longed for her. But he quickly steadied his thoughts, glanced at Camille, and continued speaking slowly. “I had the TV station record another episode to air first. Ours will follow after your drama wraps up.”

offered him a genuine smile of

when you’re free.” An idea crossed

promptly interjected, “I’ll go inform all the

just came by today. Since I already knew the code to your private

hesitant glance at Kristopher, silently

cleaning his fork with

Norris, if you need anything, feel free to ask. And when you

Carrie nodded, agreeing.

Miss Nixon, please enjoy your meal. I’ll go handle some things,” Oliver said, finding

grew tense once more. Seeing that Kristopher hadn’t begun his meal, Camille quickly handed him the documents beside her. “This is the proposal Albin prepared. If there are any issues, you can talk directly to him. He’s at another company’s research department today, so he didn’t have time to deliver it, so he asked me to drop it off.” As Camille spoke, she deliberately avoided Carrie’s gaze,

said, accepting the