My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 520:

The girl with the round face exclaimed, “Mrs. Norris, you look even more stunning in person than in your posters! Could I please have your autograph?”

Startled, Carrie took a step back and turned to Oliver, confused. “What’s happening here?”

Before Oliver could respond, the other receptionist picked up a photo album and a poster from the desk. “Mr. Norris made sure your photo albums and posters were distributed to all departments so everyone would recognize you immediately,” she explained.

Carrie’s smile remained poised, but inwardly, she squirmed with awkwardness. Her toes curled tightly inside her shoes as she signed autographs and posed for pictures with the two overly enthusiastic receptionists.

“Mrs. Norris, you’re so gorgeous and confident!” they gushed.

The other receptionist giggled. “Honestly, I thought no woman could ever match our CEO’s level. But seeing you—a woman with both beauty and personality going home to that walking ice block? It’s almost a shame. You could do so much better!”

Meanwhile, upstairs in his office, Kristopher sneezed unexpectedly. He wondered how on earth he’d caught a cold in the middle of summer.noveldrama

After finally bidding farewell to the receptionists, Carrie stepped into the private elevator, a cup of coffee in hand, and headed for Kristopher’s office. As soon as the doors slid open to Kristopher’s office floor, she froze.

Opposite the elevator was a massive poster of herself, displayed prominently on the wall. Her lips parted in surprise as she stared at it. The photograph was beautifully shot—her hair flowing, her eyes sparkling—but the sheer boldness of its placement caught her off guard.

Kristopher had always been reserved, almost guarded, about their relationship in public. For the longest time, no one even knew they were married. She had thought she didn’t mind his preference for privacy, but now, seeing this unabashed display, a strange warmth spread through her chest.

If they had been this open from the beginning, perhaps Lise wouldn’t have dared to return, and those who had scorned her wouldn’t have been so blatant.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of voices coming from inside the office.

Curious, Carrie walked forward and found herself standing before an unexpected scene. Several young women—none of whom looked like Norris Group employees—were gathered in Kristopher’s office. Their bright outfits clashed with the sleek, minimalist decor. The desk was cluttered with decorative packaging, ornate boxes, and ribbons spilling across the surface.

Kristopher stood in the middle of the chaos, his brow furrowed as he surveyed the mess like a general strategizing for battle. The moment he heard the elevator chime, his head snapped up. His serious expression softened instantly at the sight of her, and in a few strides, he was by her side.

“What brings you here?” he asked, his voice warm.

Carrie held up the coffee cup with a slight smile. “Thought you could use a pick-me-up.”

Kristopher took the coffee, his fingers brushing hers briefly before he slipped his hand into hers and led her inside. The young women immediately straightened up, their chatter quieting as they greeted her politely.

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