My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 451:

Carrie’s smile lingered on her lips, but the warmth in her eyes had vanished, replaced by a cold, detached look. Straightening her posture, she spoke softly but firmly. “Just get to the point.”

Kristopher hesitated before continuing, his tone defensive. “Lise didn’t know it was you who wrote the script at first. But once she found out, she clarified things for you on Twitter and even spoke up on your behalf.”

Before Kristopher could say more, the phone vibrating in his hand fell silent, the message notification blinking away as the tension between them thickened.

Carrie’s chest tightened. His inability—or unwillingness—to see through Lise’s manipulative behavior suffocated her. Their relationship had seemed to thaw recently, moments of tenderness and intimacy bridging the gap. Yet those moments were deceptive, like glass: polished and beautiful on the surface, but ready to shatter with the slightest pressure.

She had convinced herself that their reconciliation was the result of Kristopher’s genuine concessions. Sending Lise to Izrosa had felt like a turning point. But deep down, Carrie knew their reconciliation was actually the result of her emotions overpowering her reason.

fleeting warmth and a string of shared memories. But the unresolved tension over Lise was always lurking, waiting to tear through the thin

the cracks in their relationship became glaringly obvious. Now, as Kristopher sat

split second, Carrie caught a flicker of panic in Kristopher’s eyes before he quickly looked away. Her lips curved into a faint, ambiguous smile. “Do

defend me,” she continued coolly, “why post at such a critical moment? Those gossip accounts never directly named me. By posting then, wasn’t she just confirming

Maybe you just don’t understand the games women play behind the scenes. But

he muttered, “Lise didn’t grow up in a good environment. She has her flaws,

from his hand, her tone sharp. “She’s in her twenties. Sixteen is old enough to be legally

eyes. “I’ll take care of this. Don’t hold it against her. She’s leaving for

your way of choosing me. That it was a concession for our marriage. I thought I was