Chapter 367:
Compelled by his tone, Carrie set aside her reservations and approached the bedside, phone in hand. With a
serene composure unlike her usual fiery self, she extended the phone toward him. There was no bite in her
voice, no spark of argument, only a tranquil stare. Kristopher locked eyes with her for a brief moment, on the
verge of refusing the call, but the words lodged in his throat. An internal voice, anxious for Lise, nudged him
forward. He took the phone with a reluctant hand and swiped to answer. “What's going on, Lise?”
His tone naturally softened, imbued with a gentle patience he reserved solely for her. Regardless of the
circumstances, his demeanor remained tender and patient. Meanwhile, a wave of jealousy washed over Carrie,
her heart tightening as she acknowledged her envy—her jealousy—toward Lise. Despite Kristopher’s recent
infatuation with Carrie, Lise’s very presence seemed to diminish her sense of worth.
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“You've been swamped with work lately, and we haven't even shared a meal together. Once this film project is
over, could we maybe visit 1zrosa?” Lise’s voice, playful and sweet, carried clearly through the phone in the
otherwise silent room.
Kristopher’s eyes shifted to Carrie, whose gaze sparkled with an intense radiance as she watched him. There was
a lively quality to her look, tinged with what seemed like mild reproach. He reached out with his bandaged arm,
gently clasping her slender hand, offering silent reassurance. He paused briefly, then released a barely audible
sigh, his voice deep and resonant as he inquired, “Do you see yourself settling in I1zrosa permanently?” Carrie
averted her eyes, feeling the calming, comforting touch of Kristopher’s firm fingers on her hand. It calmed her
stirring emotions. Her heartbeat quickened, her eyes gleaming with renewed hope, and a flutter of eager
anticipation washed over her. Could he be considering moving Lise away? Torn between two women, was he
finally ready to make a decision and abandon the notion of them coexisting peacefully? Lise, sensing a shift in
Kristopher’s demeanor yet pretending not to notice, questioned him with feigned nonchalance, “Kristopher, will
you accompany me? The quaint villa there is simply enchanting, and we could even adopt a curly-haired cat...” A
flicker of hesitation clouded Kristopher’s gaze as he gently shattered her fantasy. “The entertainment industry
isn’t the right place for you. Your health is fragile; you need to take things easy. I'll ensure you have a
comfortable monthly allowance of half a million dollars, and I'll set you up with a top-notch cardiologist there to
keep an eye on you. You should pursue a pastyou're passionate about... Or, if your heart still yearns for
acting, | can arrange for you to study it leisurely at a local performing arts university.” Unable to contain her
emotions any longer, Lise’s voice cracked with a mix of disbelief and sorrow as she inquired, “Kristopher, are you
really leaving me?” Her words wavered, tinged with a heavy dose of hurt and a hint of fear. Kristopher’s grip on
Carrie's hand involuntarily tightened, causing her delicate skin to flush bright red.
Kristopher’s eyes shifted to Carrie, whose gaze sparkled with an intense radiance as she observed him. There
was a lively quality to her look, tinged with what seemed like a mild reproach. He reached out with his bandaged
arm, gently clasping her slender hand, offering a silent reassurance. He paused briefly, then released a barely
audible sigh, his voice deep and resonant as he inquired, “Do you see yourself settling in Izrosa permanently?”
Carrie averted her eyes, feeling the comforting touch of Kristopher’s firm fingers on her hand, which calmed her
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmstirring emotions. Her heartbeat quickened, her eyes gleamed with renewed hope, and a flutter of eager
anticipation washed over her. Could he be considering the possibility of moving Lise away? Torn between two
women, was he finally ready to make a decision and abandon the notion of them coexisting peacefully?
Lise, sensing a shift in Kristopher’s demeanor yet pretending not to notice, questioned him with feigned
nonchalance, “Kristopher, will you accompany me? The quaint villa there is simply enchanting, and we could
even adopt a curly-haired cat...”
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A flicker of hesitance clouded Kristopher’s gaze as he gently shattered her fantasy. He said, “The entertainment
industry isn’t the right place for you. Your health is fragile; you need to take things easy. I'll ensure you have a
comfortable monthly allowance of half a million dollars, and I'll set you up with a top-notch cardiologist there to
keep an eye on you. You should pursue a pastyou're passionate about... Or, if your heart still yearns for
acting, | can arrange for you to study it leisurely at a local performing arts university.”