My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage
Chapter 250

Chapter 250:

Kristopher then turned to Oliver. “Get a box of snacks ready.” Carrie, frustrated by Kristopher’s tendency to make unilateral decisions, stood up.

“I never invited you to stay with me,” she said, visibly annoyed.

Anticipating her frustration, Kristopher remained calm. “It’s not a good idea for you to stay alone. The resort area might be developing, but the residential parts are still much the same as during your childhood, hardly more advanced than Foxfire County. If anything were to happen, I wouldn’t be immediately aware. It’s safer if we stick together.”

Carrie was momentarily speechless.

With a satisfied look, Kristopher instructed Oliver to prepare provisions, as though they were heading out for a leisurely spring trip.

Carrie settled herself on the sofa, watching them prepare, her thoughts interrupted by the ring of her phone.

It was Camille on the line. “Sweetheart, what’s on your agenda for the holiday?”

“I’m off to Esterhall to visit my mom’s grave,” Carrie replied.

Without missing a beat, Camille responded, “I’ll accompany you.”

Carrie raised an eyebrow. “It’s quite dull there—nothing much to do or eat. You might end up bored.”

But Camille, ever enthusiastic, quickly replied, “Oh, that sounds lovely! I cherish the quiet. I’ll grab my things and meet you at your place so we can leave together.”

“We’re all packed in the car already.” Kristopher’s voice unexpectedly chimed in behind her, causing Carrie to start.

Camille, undeterred by a potential setback, adapted quickly. “No issue! I’ll arrange my own ride and meet you at the highway entrance.”

Before Carrie could object, Camille had already ended the call.

Looking at the array of luggage Oliver was handling, Carrie dryly said, “Well, it looks like we’re turning this into a convoy.”

Kristopher selected a luxury car for their trip.

Throughout the drive, Kristopher was absorbed in calls for work, discussing large financial figures, while Carrie focused on her laptop. Listening to him casually mention figures like “800 million” or “90 million,” Carrie found herself reflecting on her more modest earnings and the significant financial disparity between them.

Yet, she reassured herself. Focusing on her career had lately boosted her confidence and assertiveness in interactions with Kristopher. Hard work, she realized, wasn’t just about rivaling the elite but about fostering her independence—moving away from relying on relationships or romantic aspirations for fulfillment.

As they pulled up to a florist, Oliver stepped out of the car. Noticing Carrie’s intrigued look through the rearview mirror, he explained, “Mr. Norris wanted me to pick up some perfume roses.”

These roses, highly favored by Danna two decades earlier, had become rare, seldom found in local florist shops. Carrie typically purchased them in Orkset for such occasions.

She had originally planned to visit a florist before hitting the highway, but she discovered that Kristopher had preemptively made the arrangements.

Oliver returned with the roses, arranged in a nostalgic, classic style. He placed the bouquet of 99 roses and baby’s breath in the front seat, filling the car with their sweet fragrance.

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