My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 485:

Laughter rippled through the room as the crowd joined in with playful teasing. “Exactly! Carrie, you remember us from high school, right? We weren’t all bad! Cleaning duty, helping you out—we did our share. Come on, cut us some slack here. We’re not trying to steal your husband. Just let us toast him—maybe some of his success will rub off on us!”

Amused, Carrie glanced at Kristopher, her heart swelling with pride. She gave a small nod, her voice soft but confident. “Go ahead, have a drink.”

That was all it took. Everyone, except for Ailyn, rose to their feet, raising their glasses with eager smiles. They drained their drinks in a single gulp, while Kristopher, in contrast, merely took a small sip, barely moistening his lips. The gesture wasn’t lost on anyone in the room. Very few people in Orkset—or anywhere, really—could boast of convincing Kristopher Norris to drink an entire glass with them.

As the toasts continued, the waitstaff began bringing in dish after dish, each one more extravagant than the last. These weren’t the original items listed for the evening. Instead, a lineup of rare and luxurious seafood had taken their place. Everyone knew the reason why. This sudden upgrade was thanks to Kristopher’s presence—a benefit Carrie had effortlessly brought about. And it had absolutely nothing to do with Ailyn.

an unattainable dream, only deepened her misery. Knowing it was all because of Carrie snuffed out any appetite she might have had. Clutching her

Camille, catching sight of Ailyn’s defeated expression,

know, love really is about destiny. Watching how much Kristopher has changed for you, I’m glad I didn’t push harder to talk

softly. Their eyes met for a brief moment, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

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fully intending to play the role of the perfect wife by peeling shrimp and crab for him. But just as she reached for the crab, Camille pushed a

ordinary. Carrie accepted without hesitation, spooning some

her chest. She couldn’t believe the twist of fate that had placed them on such high