From Divorced Wife To The Top Heiress novel Chapter 409

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Chris was feeling helpless. It was Christmas Eve, and he hadn’t prepared a thing. Going out was off the table. He thought, Jolie can really be a handful when she wants to be.

He’d have to distract her.

He had a gift for her and went back to the car to get it.

He always remembered to get her a present every year.

Chris carried Jolie on his back, step by step, down the stairs. The hallway was almost silent.

Outside, the clamor of Christmas echoed through the night.

Jolie rested quietly against Chris. Even the longest walk had to end sometime. They made it to the ground floor at last.

The bells of Christmas pealed out suddenly. The dazzling lights lit up their faces.

A tender look appeared on Chris’s face.

Jolie smiled, too, her eyes especially enchanting in the colorful glow.

“Chris, look! The lights are gorgeous! It’s been ages since you spent Christmas Eve with me watching them. Every year, you always send me a gift for Christmas, but you still owe me one this year,” Jolie said.

Chris set her down, and Jolie wrapped her arm around his. It was freezing outside.

Chris pulled her jacket zipper up a bit higher and tugged the hood over her head.

“Chris, let’s get back in the car. It’s freezing out here!” Jolie called out, trotting ahead.

Chris watched her go, letting out a soft, gentle laugh.

Once they got back in the car, Jolie was fuming. She was mad at herself for not seeing through Leon sooner.

Chris sat in the driver’s seat, a calm smile on his face. “Don’t be mad. Someday, I’ll help you beat him up.”

Jolie tried to smile, but it was more heartbreaking than if she’d cried. Her eyes were stunning, with curled lashes, and when she smiled, she was sweet and downright irresistible.

Chris was momentarily lost in her gaze.

“Chris, beating him up would just dirty your hands. I’ll deal with him myself,” Jolie said.

Even as she said it, she couldn’t help but feel sad.

Jolie continued, “Leon and Rosalia were both my college classmates. They came from tough backgrounds, and maybe 1 never gave Leon a chance to feel needed by me.

“Leon always felt like he had no self–respect. You know me. I can be pretty hot–tempered, but I only ever give people a hard time if they gave me one first.

“You understand me better than anyone else in this world, better than even my parents. You know I’m not actually that bratty.

“Rosalia could lean on Leon, make him feel important, as if someone actually needed him. That’s why those two stabbed me

in the back without hesitation.”

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