My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 337:

Carrie nodded nonchalantly. “Makes sense,” she murmured.

It was nothing unusual for Norris Group to sponsor numerous reality TV shows every year. Moreover, their involvement in such sponsorships had started because of Lise.

Kristopher crushed the cigarette in the ashtray, his thoughts drifting back to earlier that evening, a familiar heat building up in his loins. The piano had been a well-calculated gift, sparking her rare enthusiasm. Now, having dropped a hint about the sponsorship, he thought it fair to ask for something in return.

He turned to her, leaning closer, his hand brushing her arm. “Come on, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice low, coaxing. “Get on top this time.”

There was a teasing glint in his eyes, the challenge barely veiled. He wanted her to take the lead, to show him what she’d learned.

But to his surprise, Carrie shifted out of reach. Her movements were quick, almost skittish, as she slid off the bed and reached for her nightgown.

into her nightgown. “And I’m hungry. I’ll grab something to

marks on her bare legs—marks he’d left. He felt a familiar tension coil low in his body. “Just once more,”

pause. “No

her pants, she pulled them on quickly, her actions almost frantic, as if fleeing the room. Without another word, she slipped out the door, leaving him

pressed his

if nothing had happened, as if she hadn’t just unraveled him entirely. This was typical Carrie. Once she got what she wanted, she always

An hour earlier.

lounged on a plush chaise, toying with the diamond necklace glinting in her hands. A gift

“This necklace is insane,” she gushed. “You’re going to outshine everyone at the party, Lise. Nobody else

of the beauticians chimed in with a laugh, her eyes wide with envy. “Eight million! Ms. Nash, you’re so lucky. Most women

pride in her expression. “It’s nothing, really,” she said, feigning nonchalance. “I heard the highlight of the auction wasn’t even this necklace,