Chapter 815

Chapter 815:

Annoyed, Carrie looked up, ready to snap at the driver—only to see the back window rolling down. Kristopher. Sitting beside him, perfectly poised, was Aliza.

Carrie’s breath caught, but before she could process the moment, the car sped off, disappearing into the distance.

And then it clicked. KLOVEA. Meaning Kristopher. Loves. Aliza.

Carrie’s heart clenched, an inexplicable weight pressing against her ribs. She had believed that Kristopher’s love story was part of her past—something she had moved beyond. But seeing that plate, knowing he had made such a public, undeniable declaration, stirred something painful inside her.

Even when they had been together, even in their happiest moments, Kristopher had never done something like that for her.

In her heart, Carrie never imagined Kristopher would ever show affection in such a playful way.

It turned out he wasn’t incapable of love. He wasn’t oblivious. He had always known how to express affection. He had just never felt the need to do it for her.

man. When you loved someone, it seeped into everything you did—even the smallest gestures, the fleeting glances, the subtle hints. You’d find every possible way to

but Daxton

might miss the doorbell while cooking, Carrie took out her phone

new stories

but Daxton hadn’t responded

when Kristopher often wouldn’t reply until the next

Daxton so busy with that he couldn’t even glance at

wasn’t

on an apron, and made her way

and cooked four

finished the last dish, she heard the door

the smell of the food welcomed

out from the kitchen

ready. Help me carry it to the

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