Chapter 551:

Kristopher’s expression didn’t falter. Instead, he gave a faint smile. “You seem to have some strength back,” he said lightly. “Enough to argue with me.”

Carrie’s face hardened. Without a word, she hurled the glass to the floor. It shattered into jagged pieces, the sound reverberating through the quiet room. A shard caught her arm, leaving a thin, bright line of blood that began to bead and drip.

Kristopher’s eyes darkened with pain as he reached for her arm, but she jerked away, her voice sharp. “What? Do you want me to have deeper scars?”

For a moment, his composure cracked, the hurt flickering in his eyes, but his voice remained soft. “I’ll call the doctor to tend to your wound,” he said. “Then I’ll go back to the office.”

He stepped aside to make the call. Carrie watched him coldly as he gathered his laptop and files. He sighed softly before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Only after he was gone did Carrie relax slightly.

broken glass, and the doctor came to redress Carrie’s wound. As he worked, he spoke gently,

No one can truly grasp your grief, but it’s important to remember—this

at those who care for you will only deepen your pain. One day, if you regret it, you

no tears fell. She lay there, her gaze distant, offering no

nurses stole glances at him as they passed, astonished that a man of his stature could do so much for his wife. Their eyes filled with sympathy. In their hearts,

limbo. Carrie remained in the hospital, withdrawn and silent, her grief

her while she was awake.

short naps after Carrie’s lunch. The toll

his concern. “Mr. Norris,” he said, his voice quivering with emotion, “you can’t keep this up. You haven’t been eating,

eyes fixed on the documents before him. “How’s the investigation

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