My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 452:

Kristopher’s jaw tightened. “Carrie, don’t be like this—”

Carrie stood up abruptly. After a pause, she finally relented. “Fine. I’ll let this go. She tried to kick me while I was down, but I turned her little stunt into an opportunity to gain attention. But mark my words—if she pulls anything else, I won’t let it slide. Instead of asking me to pardon her, maybe you should focus on keeping her in check.”

Carrie stepped closer, her eyes locking with his. “If you’ve chosen to stay married to me, then act like it. Stop trying to have it both ways. We live in a civilized society, Kristopher. A society that frowns at polygamy… and side chicks too.”

With that, she turned and headed upstairs, her voice trailing back as she said, “I want to sleep alone tonight.”

Once inside the master bedroom, Carrie locked the door behind her and dragged a cabinet over to wedge it. She wasn’t naive about Kristopher’s persistence—his stubbornness was one of the reasons they had reached this impasse.

The drowsiness that had been pulling at her earlier was long gone, replaced by the buzz of their argument. She pulled her phone from the

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account: “Hello, Katrina. I’m sure you’ve seen the uproar online about the controversy surrounding Carrie plagiarizing your blog content. Whether as your fans or as professionals in the field, we strongly oppose such dishonest

trying to find ways to undermine her. Carrie responded shortly with just two words: “No need.” Lise, clearly glued to her phone and expecting a reply, shot back almost immediately. “Katrina, you must have solid evidence then. I’m eager to hear about your victory. Justice always prevails. I trust that our country’s legal system will hold all plagiarists

paused, a sly smile dancing in her eyes. Her fingers moved quickly across the screen as

leather sofa, staring blankly at Carrie’s message. After a long silence, she passed the phone to Elva. “What’s going on with Katrina’s message? Is she

Elva didn’t respond to the question. Instead, her eyes stayed locked on the screen as she said, “Check out

to Katrina’s Twitter page. The moment she saw the pinned post, any confusion she had vanished, replaced by

different sides, and I wanted to write the stories I love under a pen name. Thanks to the love and support of readers and viewers, those stories gained recognition. Recently, due to personal reasons, I took on a commercial script. In balancing my creative work with real-life responsibilities, I used a new pseudonym. Along the way, I