My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 88:

Carrie, who had been quietly observing, sensed something brewing between them. Her suspicion crystallized: Asher seemed to have a specific agenda regarding her.

With studied nonchalance, she responded, “I’m adaptable. Choose whatever you’d like.”

Soren surveyed both participants, his gaze weighted with unspoken understanding. “Since you’re in agreement, I’ll select a scene at random.”

Though technically conducting the audition, Soren remained skeptical of Carrie’s potential. Future collaborations demanded diplomacy, and he was reluctant to be overly critical. His primary hope rested on her meeting the fundamental acting requirements.

With Asher having escalated the challenge, Soren was quietly eager to witness the unfolding dynamics.

After shuffling the scripts methodically, he randomly selected one and distributed copies to Carrie and Asher.

Carrie rapidly scanned her lines, her posture transforming as she prepared herself. “I’m ready,” she announced with quiet confidence.

Asher’s expression darkened. “Every line in ‘Agarwood’ is meticulously crafted,” he criticized. “How can you possibly comprehend the nuances with just a cursory glance?”

Carrie was momentarily surprised. Did he not realize she was the script’s original author? Revealing her identity now would feel awkward and contrived. Instead, she responded with controlled sharpness, “My capabilities will become evident during the performance. Are you claiming some extraordinary insight into my later performance? Wait, are you unprepared yourself? If that’s the case, I’m happy to wait.”

Her politeness masked an underlying steel. Asher’s persistent provocations had awakened her competitive spirit.

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“You’re incredibly presumptuous,” Asher muttered, a flicker of dissatisfaction crossing his eyes. He set down the script. “Let’s proceed.”

Having dissected the script numerous times, Asher knew every scene intimately. From the outset, his intention was clear: create obstacles for Carrie, hoping she would falter during the audition.

Recognizing his strategy, Carrie responded by channeling her entire artistic arsenal into the performance. As the scene unfolded, Carrie’s interpretation surpassed Asher’s most pessimistic expectations. Her line delivery and emotional resonance betrayed no hint of amateurism.

Their interaction possessed an unexpected fluidity—each moment precisely calibrated, their chemistry electric and authentic.

When the scene concluded, Asher was captivated, wanting more. True to his principled nature, he acknowledged his earlier misjudgment.

Approaching Carrie, he offered a sincere apology. “I never anticipated your profound understanding of Katrina’s script. My initial perspective was embarrassingly narrow. I’m truly sorry.”

Asher’s motivation stemmed not from personal bias but from a genuine desire to protect the artistic integrity of his idol’s work. Contemporary romantic dramas often prioritized actors’ appearances and social media popularity over genuine talent. Previous auditions had featured influencers who lacked substantive acting credentials, resulting in disappointingly superficial performances.

Consequently, when an unknown actress like Carrie arrived—beautiful and seemingly inexperienced—Asher had initially dismissed her as another well-connected, aesthetically pleasing performer.

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