My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 359:

Carrie’s anxiety spiked instantly. “He never complains about pain! Dr. Molina, should we bandage him here or rush to the hospital for a proper check-up?”

Dr. Molina, knowing Kristopher’s uncanny tolerance for pain, exchanged a glance with Oliver. The memory of Kristopher walking away from a gang ambush, bullets embedded in his body, without so much as a grimace, was still fresh. This wasn’t pain—it was theater, a masterful act of self-sacrifice.

Carrie straightened, snapping into action. “Oliver, you drive. I’ll sit in the front. Dr. Molina, you and Kristopher can take the backseat.”

Dr. Molina hesitated for a fraction of a second, catching Kristopher’s sharp, almost imperceptible look. It spoke volumes: Play along.

Clearing his throat, Dr. Molina sped up his bandaging. “Mrs. Norris, it’s done.”

But I strongly recommend you sit with him. He’s lost a lot of blood and could faint. He’ll need someone to steady him.”

“Alright.” She knew Kristopher’s aversion to touch ran deep—deeper than hers ever had. For years, even those

beside him, carefully supporting his weight. He leaned against her, lightly at first, as though testing the boundaries. After a moment of silence, he whispered, his voice barely audible, “Can I ask you

brink of

you’re stronger,” Carrie advised. “Save your

hers. “I’m afraid

other arm that was uninjured. “Are you cold?” She knew blood loss could dramatically

intended. “You’ll be fine. Just hold on.” Despite the pain and blood loss, he straightened slightly, meeting her eyes with a

talk about divorce? Let’s put

his words, momentarily breathless, unsure how to react. Her instincts urged her to retreat, and she shifted

over the wound, letting out a groan