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.

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

Now, as Kristopher sat across from her, his words bringing

before he quickly looked away. Her

gossip accounts never directly named me. By posting then, wasn’t she just confirming

held no warmth. “You’re smart, Kristopher. Maybe you just don’t understand the games women play behind the scenes. But can’t you see through such a petty trick in the entertainment

dropped to the strands of hair falling near her forehead. He reached out, brushing them aside as he muttered, “Lise didn’t grow up in a good environment. She has her flaws, but she’s not a bad person. Her heart is good… She’s

enough to be legally responsible for one’s actions. How long

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

out a soft laugh tinged with bitterness. “I thought sending her to Izrosa was your way of choosing me. That it was a concession for our marriage. I thought I was finally more