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Carrie opened her mouth to decline, but Camille interjected quickly, “Of course, we'll be there. And we'll bring
our partners. Let's hope your mature man doesn’t chicken out of attending something so public!”
Ailyn sneered, slinging her handbag over her shoulder. “Oh, he'll be there! Unlike speople's insignificant
husbands, mine commands respect. And Carrie, if you're tired of being married to a useless man, letknow.
Cory can introduce you to someone who matters.”
With that parting shot, Ailyn glanced disdainfully around the shop and declared, “Honestly, nothing here is worth
my time. | won't be back.”
Camille turned to Carrie. “You have to bring Kristopher. | want to see the look on Cory’s face when he realizes the
‘insignificant employee’ is anything but.”
Carrie stared down at her coffee cup, the latte art now nothing more than a swirling mess. Her thoughts felt just
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtas blurred. It wasn’t that she doubted Kristopher would attend. The issue was the growing instability in their
relationship. With so much tension, playing the role of a high-profile couple could do more harm than good.
Just as Kristopher was finishing up at the office and thinking of inviting Carrie to dinner, his phone interrupted his
plans by ringing. The caller ID showed it was Lise.
Upon answering, Kristopher heard Lise’s voice, laced with a teasing tone, saying, “Kristopher, I'm out for dinner
and forgot to bring any cash. Unfortunately, this place doesn’t take cards.”
“Are you not at the hospital? Where's Elva?” Kristopher inquired, a sense of concern evident in his expression.
Lise’s voice trembled with urgency as she responded, “Please, don't let Elva know. She was at the office today,
and | slipped away. The meals at the hospital are so dull; | can’t stand another day of it. I'd waste away before
getting better.”
This revelation left Kristopher momentarily disoriented, as the youthful voice on the line conjured a distant
memory.
“Just sendwhere you are. I'm on my way,” Kristopher said briskly before ending the call. He glanced at the
screen and saw Carrie's contact still displayed. He promptly closed the contactsand locked his phone.
Camille had been shopping extensively, picking out clothes and accessories. Carrie tried on various pieces; her
natural elegance made each outfit stand out, though she felt the process was repetitive.
On her way out, a tie caught her eye, its black material interwoven with silver threads creating a galaxy pattern.
Recalling Kristopher’s fondness for thoughtful presents, she handed the tie to the shopkeeper. “Could you
giftwrap this for me?”
Camille, stepping out in her latest ensemble, caught this moment. Anticipating a critique for her apparent
infatuation, Carrie was instead met with Camille's casual question.
“Is that available in green? | think Albin would like one too.”
Upon Carrie's arrival back at Bayview Villa, the older couple had departed.
The housekeeper, wiping her hands, cforward. “Mrs. Norris, have you had anything to eat? Mr. Norris
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏminformedhe won't be joining you for dinner.”
Nonchalantly discarding her shoes and sliding into her slippers, Carrie responded casually, “Something light will
do, I'm not very hungry.”
She proceeded to the bedroom, placed Kristopher’s gift on the small table by his favorite sofa, and changed
outfits in the dressing room.
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