My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 14:

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And now, here you are, missing out on a joyful life and tangled in complications.”

He stopped abruptly as he caught the chill in Kristopher’s stare.

Only then did he recall that Lise was still present.

Albin cast a quick glance at Lise, noticing her smile had stiffened slightly.

“Sorry!” he exclaimed, playfully smacking his forehead and making a show of zipping his lips shut.

Lise turned her attention to Kristopher, her fingers gently wrapped around his arm, her expression one of empathy. “Did I somehow lead your wife to misunderstand? I can clear things up with her if you’d like.”

A deep line formed on Kristopher’s forehead as he frowned. “What does this even have to do with you?” he inquired, his tone full of confusion.

Albin, who had just promised silence, burst out again, unable to contain himself. “Oh my! Kristopher, have you been living in seclusion? Haven’t you caught wind of the latest buzz? Don’t you see why she’s upset?”

Lise ventured a cautious guess. “Could it be that the paparazzi snapped some photos of you extricating me from the dilemma and it spiraled into a scandal? Ms. Campbell might have seen it. I tried to quash the rumors as soon as they surfaced, but given our high profiles…”

Her voice faded into a murmur, heavy with an air of reluctant guilt.

Kristopher’s expression softened, his tone unexpectedly tender as he reassured her. “You’re not to blame for this.”

He then shifted his gaze to Oliver, who was already trembling under the weight of Kristopher’s steely stare.

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“I’ve been preoccupied with Ms. Nash’s affairs all day and missed the viral news. It’s my oversight,” Oliver stated, anxiety evident in his voice. “I’ll have it taken care of immediately.” With a sense of urgency, Oliver excused himself to manage the situation.

Meanwhile, Lise nervously toyed with her clothing, watching Kristopher with apprehensive eyes.

She bit her lip, her voice barely a whisper. “Kristopher, am I becoming a burden to you?”

Kristopher set his phone face down on the table with deliberate calmness. “It’s not about you,” he assured her, his voice steady. “She’s just upset with me, having a bit of a meltdown, that’s all. She’s got nowhere else to go without me. I wouldn’t be surprised if she returns soon, luggage in tow.”

“Marrying someone as influential as Mr. Norris is a golden chance, one that shouldn’t be squandered. Getting all worked up over nothing?” one of Kristopher’s companions interjected, hoisting his drink for emphasis. “Frankly, I think women need to remember where they belong!” The room murmured in agreement.

“Absolutely. It’s just too much leniency!” another added, swirling his drink.

“With Mr. Norris’s stature—few rumors or even a couple of affairs are hardly out of line, right? Is there even a woman in the world who would willingly abandon the title of Mrs. Norris and demand a divorce?”

Albin was about to chime in when he was cut off by an interruption.noveldrama

“Which one of you is Mr. Kristopher Norris?”

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