My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1010:

Kristopher’s fingers lingered above the keyboard, uncertain of what to type. Each attempt to formulate a reply was aborted before it began. Finally, he decided against responding directly, opting instead to send Camille’s contact information to his assistant and closed the chat.

Carrie lingered in anticipation of a reply, but none came. To distract herself, she launched a streaming service to watch her company’s latest drama series.

Days later, Carrie and her family visited a restaurant renowned for its health-centric offerings, where the menu was crafted by nutritionists. The restaurant’s design championed simplicity, aiming to encourage closeness among diners with its open layout, devoid of private rooms. However, being a high-end establishment, it wasn’t just a simple dining area like a roadside diner. Instead, the space was divided with screens, creating distinct sections for privacy.

Carrie didn’t think the design brought people any closer. In fact, she found it inconvenient, constantly having to watch what she said. She even suspected that the restaurant had used this so-called effort to bring people together as a cover for their inability to create private rooms, leading to such a simplistic layout.

Yet, the rich crowd seemed drawn to these minimalist nuances.

The decor, however, was meticulously arranged to evoke a traditional setting, complete with elaborate designs and tranquil water elements. Incense burners sat unlit at each table.

Carrie’s attention to the details and laughed. “They typically use incense here, but knowing it includes musk, I had them refrain from burning

in perfumes, poses risks of miscarriage for pregnant

such an upscale restaurant were to cease, it could only be

say it wasn’t much, but she could easily imagine

but for her, transitioning from austerity to opulence proved

years, first with Kristopher and

meal, which included a variety of carefully selected supplements and

a bowl of fish soup

wholesome dishes before her, encouraged, “Eat up, these are great for my soon-to-be

look with Arion and rearranged the dishes, warning, “It’s vital not to overdo supplements

heard beyond the screens. A server could be heard announcing, “Ms. Hinks, Mr. Dury, and Miss