NovelEnglishChapter 829
Chapter 829:
Kristopher stiffened. The motion was effortless, as if she had done this a hundred times before.
Who was Carrie to him? Who had she been before his memories were lost?
Oliver wasn’t here. Billie had told him that Oliver was abroad, dealing with work on his behalf.
That explanation made sense—Kristopher had never mixed his business affairs with family, so Billie wouldn't
know the details. Kristopher couldn't find Oliver and could only believe whatever Billie told him.
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But most of his lost memories centered around Carrie. And he had never questioned it. He had never been
interested in women. Never been interested in his own past. Never been interested in an ex-wife who, as far as
he knew, had no connection to him anymore.
Carrie lifted her face, intending to bid Kristopher farewell. Instead, she found him lost in an inexplicable trance,
his gaze fixed upon her with an intensity that made her pause.
Concern etched across her features as she waved her hand before his unfocused eyes. “Kristopher, something
seems wrong. Where's Q? You should have him take you for another medical evaluation.”
Her eyes darted around the empty space, searching for any sign of Oliver. With gentle urgency, she tugged at his
sleeve, the fabric soft beneath her fingertips.
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“Rest here for a moment while | fetch you fresh water. I'll summon Oliver,” she told him, exhaling deeply as she
bent to retrieve the nearly empty bottle from the ground.
Before her fingers could grasp it, Kristopher’s hand shot out, encircling her wrist with surprising strength. “What
were we like before?” The question emerged in a voice barely above a whisper, heavy with unspoken weight.
Tseemed to crystallize as something flickered across Carrie’s expression. When she finally spoke, her voice
carried the chill of winter frost. “The past belongs where it is—behind us. We must move forward. If those
memories have slipped away, perhaps it’s for the best.”
“Carrie! What do you think you're doing?” The sharp intrusion of a woman's voice shattered the moment.
Carrie turned to find Aliza approaching like an oncoming storm, fury evident in every step.
The scene Aliza stumbled upon—Kristopher’s hand still wrapped around Carrie's wrist—only fueled her rage.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFuming, Aliza thrust herself between them, shoving Carrie aside while pulling Kristopher behind her.
Her eyes blazed as she confronted Carrie.
She said, “Ms. Campbell, I've made myself clear—Kristopher and | are engaged. Whatever past you shared is
finished. Your interference must end. Wasn't your performance at the family reunion banquet sufficient? You
wielded the Morrison family’s influence like a weapon, destroying my reputation and ensuring my complete
isolation from Isonridge’s elite circles. I've been reduced to shopping at dawn just to avoid the whispers and
stares. What more could you possibly want?”
Aliza’s voice quivered with emotion, tears gathering in her eyes like precious pearls of victimhood.
Kristopher, who had initially moved to intervene, found his expression darkening with each word. He had
departed early that day, trusting in Aliza’s social grace and her cousin Torrie’s presence.
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