My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 406:

Taking Camille’s arm, she whispered, “Let’s head home for dinner.”

In the meantime, Kristopher had barely stepped into the mall when the buzz of a gathering crowd caught his attention. Familiar voices drifted through the commotion, tugging at the edges of his memory. He turned to Oliver, who immediately understood the unspoken command. “Mr. Norris, I’ll check what’s happening up front,” Oliver said briskly before weaving through the crowd.

Kristopher stood rooted to the spot, his gaze scanning the scene when a figure in white materialized before him. “Kristopher, what brings you here?”

Instinctively, he stepped back, his eyes meeting a girl dressed in a white tracksuit, her face obscured by a hat, mask, and oversized sunglasses. Yet, despite the layers of anonymity, he recognized her instantly.

“Lise,” he greeted awkwardly, glancing toward the crowd. “Are you here for a meal?”

Lise’s laugh carried a bitter edge. “Kristopher, why does it feel like we’ve become strangers?”

attempting to smooth the moment. “You’re overthinking again, Lise. Your heart condition doesn’t need the

heart. That cursed, fragile heart. Lise’s hands clenched into fists, caught between gratitude and a deep-seated resentment. To Kristopher, her heart seemed the only thing

a deep breath, her voice deliberately tinged with vulnerability.

“What is it?”

a show called Weekend Party…” Lise

a restaurant nearby that’s quite nice, and they have private

started walking in the direction she had indicated. Lise trailed after him, her steps deliberate, and lightly tugged at his sleeve. He noticed her gentle pull and slowed his

animated and cheerful. She ordered seven or eight items before sliding the menu over to Kristopher with a warm smile. “Kristopher, have a look. Is there anything else you’d like to

it and placed it back on the table. “I’m not hungry.

shy grin. “I always end up wanting to try everything, but I can never finish it all. And you know how much I hate wasting