Chapter 415:
Now, things were different. Watching him take care of her, cooking and ensuring her comfort, she felt a sense of
equality she had never experienced before. She no longer felt anxious or small.
Instead, she felt loved. She realized something in that quiet moment: love wasn’t about repayment or sacrifice.
She hadn’t known how to nurture their relationship. She had placed herself in a position of submission, thinking
she could repay him from there. It was about balance—a mutual connection where both people stood on equal
ground.
The Norris family didn’t need maids or servants; Kristopher didn’t need a servant or a martyr. He needed a
partner. Her lips curved into a faint smile as she turned back toward the bedroom to freshen up.
Carrie had just finished getting ready when her phone buzzed on the bedside table.
As Carrie read the message, the smile faded from her lips. The message was from the script company, accusing
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther of plagiarism. They insisted she refund her past payments and face a heavy fine for breaching the contract.
She hesitated for a moment, her fingers hovering over the screen, before she quickly typed, “What exactly am |
accused of plagiarizing? Is there smisunderstanding here?”
After a long wait, the reply came: “You know what you copied. Ruby introduced you to us, and we don’t want to
make this uncomfortable for anyone.”
Carrie's response was swift and sharp: “Either showthe proof or taketo court.” Impatience flashed
across her face.
Right as she was about to set her phone aside and go downstairs for dinner, another notification cin—this
time, it was a screenshot of an old blog post. The post was from years ago, back when blogs were all the rage,
and it had been written under her pseudonym, Katrina. She had borrowed snostalgic poetry from that post
to use as lyrics for a few songs in the script.
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Back then, she thought her earlier work meshed well with the script’s tone, so she had adapted it. Carrie let out
a helpless chuckle, realizing her secret identity had been exposed.
She quickly sent a message confessing she was Katrina, but the moment she hit send, a red exclamation mark
appeared. Her messagingflashed a notification: “The recipient has refused to accept your message.”
She had been blocked?
Carrie stared at her screen, utterly baffled by the other person's strange reaction. What a mess! But as the
moment passed, her initial anxiety faded. She had been concerned this might involve others, but now that she
realized the “plagiarized” content was her own work, she quickly dismissed the issue.
Pulling herself together, Carrie made her way downstairs and found that Kristopher had already set the table
with a variety of dishes—both spicy and mild—to cater to their tastes.
As she looked at the spread, she thought to herself, “Love isn’t about giving up parts of yourself—it's about
finding a way to appreciate each other's differences and making it work.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith a playful glint in her eye, she sat down at the table and teased, “Well, Mr. Norris, if you keep this up, you'll
soon be the definition of the ideal husband.”
Kristopher sat down next to her and, with a smile, placed a rib into her bowl. “I owe it all to my amazing wife,” he
said, his tone light but full of appreciation.
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