My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 840

Chapter 840:

Kristopher stopped by one of them. He wasn’t sure why—he just found himself staring at the board. The game was at a stalemate. He studied the pieces, his mind automatically analyzing the best next move. His hand almost reached out to place a piece.

The old man across the table noticed and chuckled. “Young man, it’s polite to watch without interfering.” The old man tapped the board. “If you know how to play, you can have a match with me next.”

Kristopher pulled his hand back, slightly surprised. Since when did he care about old men playing chess?

He almost laughed at himself. But what was the alternative? If he left now, he’d have to deal with Aliza. Or the Herrera family.

So, without another word, he pulled over a small wooden stool, wiped it with a wet wipe, and sat down in his expensive suit.

Meanwhile, Carrie had just finished lunch. She gathered the herbs Doris had prepared for her and said her goodbyes.

Stepping out of the gate, she wasn’t in a hurry. But after only a few steps, she stopped. Her eyes landed on a familiar figure sitting on the side of the road.

blinked. Was she seeing things? She took

a tiny wooden stool, in a formal suit. His long legs were awkwardly folded, making

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elderly men surrounded him, watching

had seen that expression before. Back when they were married, she used to love watching him work. Whenever he was

was seeing that same intensity. But instead of business deals and contracts, he was playing

with him sitting there, the old alleyway behind him no longer looked worn down. Instead, it looked strangely

the medicine bag tighter as she quickly moved

when Kristopher completed his chess game. He looked

man, don’t go just yet! Play another round with me. I got distracted last game, and that’s how

challenging player in a long while and was eager

nearby chuckled. “That’s what you claimed last time! It’s obvious

man’s got love on his mind. Don’t let your poor chess skills mess up

momentarily surprised, then he traced Kristopher’s gaze to Carrie and broke into a smile. “You’ve got excellent taste, young man. She’s as lovely as my wife back in the day. Go on then. Come back for a game of chess whenever you’re free.” His voice carried a trace of sadness as