Chapter 552:

The day of Carrie’s discharge from the hospital had arrived. Kristopher meticulously groomed himself, his usual composure replaced by a nervous energy. He kept adjusting his white tracksuit, glancing at Oliver for reassurance.

“Does this look alright? Do I look… tired?” Kristopher asked, his tone uncertain.

Oliver offered a patient, reassuring smile. “You look perfect, Mr. Norris. Mrs. Norris picked out that tracksuit for you—she’ll definitely like it.”

Kristopher nodded, carrying a bouquet of pink orchids and roses, their soft fragrance filling the air. He had chosen the arrangement carefully, hoping it would bring a smile to her face.

Just as he entered her hospital room, Daxton followed close behind. He was holding a bouquet of his own—purple orchids and roses, almost identical to Kristopher’s.

Carrie, who had been stoic and emotionless throughout her recovery, offered a faint smile the moment Daxton walked in. Sitting in a wheelchair, her frail figure looked even more delicate. The sight sent a pang through Kristopher’s chest.

was jealous of the smile she gave Daxton. On the other, he was relieved—at least she was smiling again, even if it

the purple bouquet in Carrie’s arms, he said in a soft

his frustration bubbling to the surface. He forced a thin veneer of politeness as he said, “Mr. Garcia, thank you

guests. I’ll be taking her home to rest now. If you have any business with her, you

Instead, a faint, almost taunting smile crossed his lips. “I think Carrie might not

“What exactly do you

Carrie. Ignoring Kristopher entirely, Daxton crouched in front of Carrie, his tone gentle, as though Kristopher weren’t even there. “Carrie,” he said,

and his gaze darted between Carrie

her lap. Her hollow gaze

your home was provided by Lise. Emilio acted as her

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