My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 923:

Kyson pressed, “Shouldn’t you prioritize what truly matters?”

“My commitments matter significantly! I have an upcoming social event in a few days, and I’ve recently developed several blemishes from stress. I couldn’t possibly attend looking less than my best, could I?” Marina leaned toward Kyson, attempting to showcase the imperfections on her complexion.

“Keep your distance.” Kyson retreated with evident distaste, gently pushing her shoulder. “Consider this alternative: invite Carrie to join you, then depart early, allowing me to dine with her afterward.”

Marina scrutinized Kyson thoroughly, shaking her head with resignation. “Kyson, our family truly possesses an extraordinary talent for producing hopelessly lovesick individuals.”

Kyson urged impatiently, “Carrie has likely returned home but hasn’t retired for the night. Send her a message immediately.”

“Very well,” Marina conceded, returning to her bedside. She retrieved her phone and composed a message to Carrie. Only then did Kyson depart, advising, “Get some rest.”

The next day dawned with Carrie rising early to fulfill her professional obligations at the company. During her midday break, as she scrolled through a food delivery app, she suddenly recalled her commitment to lunch with Marina—a promise made just before retiring the previous night.

Initially, she had contemplated declining the invitation, but Marina’s persistent entreaties had proven impossible to resist.

With a resigned sigh, Carrie closed the delivery app, tucked her phone into her bag, and hurried toward their agreed-upon restaurant location.

The dining establishment was conveniently located near her workplace—a newly inaugurated exotic venue just a five-minute walk away.

Upon arrival, she found the restaurant’s ambiance reminiscent of a classic film set, complete with a tranquil garden and refined interior elements.

After informing the server of the private room number Marina had specified, Carrie opened the door, only to find Kyson sitting alone inside.noveldrama

Her initial assumption was that Marina had momentarily excused herself to the restroom, but upon removing her shoes and entering, Carrie quickly noticed there were no signs of women’s attire or personal belongings in the room.

Surprise flickered across her face as the realization hit: Marina was entirely absent.

She looked at Kyson with evident confusion. Before she could ask, Kyson spoke, a touch of embarrassment in his voice. “We’ve permitted Marina to indulge her whims. She suddenly remembered a previous commitment and left in characteristic haste…”

Carrie settled into the seat opposite Kyson and responded graciously, “It’s perfectly fine.”

Kyson retrieved the menu and presented it before her. “Their service tends to be deliberate, so I’ve already taken the liberty of ordering several dishes. Please take a look and let me know if anything else appeals to you.”

Carrie refrained from opening the menu, instead placing it aside as she addressed Kyson. “I typically consume minimal portions during midday meals. Additional dishes won’t be necessary.”

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