GoodNovelChapter 721:
The scene before him brought back a memory—one he wished he could erase. At the audition site, he had
rushed past Carrie with Lise in his arms, too preoccupied to even glance back at her. He had left her there, hurt
and alone. This time, at least, he had noticed her pain. He thought that was an improvement.
Not getting a response from Carrie, Kristopher squatted down, preparing to lift her.
Carrie jerked away from him, her voice sharp. “What's more important to you, Kristopher? Your sister's heart or
Lise?”
Her question caused him to pause, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he reached for her again. “Let's get you to the
hospital first. You're making a scene, and now you've twisted your ankle. You might've hurt yourself worse than
you think.” To Kristopher, her question seemed more like a childish outburst, a way for her to vent her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfrustrations. His eyes remained fixed on her ankle.
He didn’t blher. He thought he understood—she was angry, and she needed time. In his mind, everything
would be resolved eventually. All he needed was tto fix it. He would handle Lise. He would handle Omar. He
would make it right.
She shoved his hand away, her eyes blazing. “I told you, | don’t need your help!”
“Carrie!”
Carrie turned, startled by the familiar voice. Her eyebrows rose slightly in surprise when she saw Daxton
hurrying to her side, his face full of concern.
“Daxton?” she asked, her tone softening. “What are you doing here?”
Daxton knelt beside her, carefully examining her ankle before looking up at her. “I was worried about you,” he
explained, his voice steady but filled with genuine care. “I stopped by the Morrison house earlier to check on
you, but the maid said you'd gone out. | tried calling you, but you didn’t answer. When | couldn't find you at your
usual spots, | went back to the Morrison house. They toldyour car is custom—"
“Made with a bulletproof system and a tracking device. They letuse the control room to locate your car, so...
here | am.”
A faint apologetic smile tugged at her lips. “I'm sorry, Daxton. | didn’t mean to make everyone worry. You didn’t
tell my cousins, did you?” she asked hesitantly.
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Daxton gave Carrie a reassuring look. “No, | didn’t tell them. | also asked the servants not to mention anything to
your cousins for now. As soon as | saw you, | messaged the butler to let them know you're safe.”
Carrie let out a soft sigh of relief. “Thank you. My cousins are all dealing with important matters today. If they
knew about this, they'd drop everything and crushing back. They worry abouttoo much. | can’t let
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsomething as trivial as this disrupt their work.”
Daxton gave her a gentle tap on the nose, pretending to be stern. “If you know how much they care, why would
you risk running off to such a place by yourself? Haven't the past incidents taught you anything?”
Before Carrie could respond, Kristopher reached over and pulled Daxton’s wrist away from her. His grip was firm,
his expression cold. “Shouldn't you keep a little distance?”
Daxton raised an eyebrow and replied evenly, “Why should 1? Isnt this how I should act with my girlfriend?”
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