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.

on the edge of the bed, Carrie stared blankly at the floor. 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 nightstand and logged into Katrina’s Twitter account, intending to review

eye. In her private messages, a familiar name sat at

content. Whether as your fans or as professionals in the field, we strongly oppose such dishonest plagiarism. We have all her submission records and chat logs from her creative process. If you’re considering

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

her eyes. Her fingers moved

sat on her brand-new 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?

Instead, her eyes stayed locked on the screen as she said, “Check

her brows, closed the private message, and navigated to Katrina’s Twitter page. The moment she saw the pinned

real-life responsibilities, I used a new pseudonym. Along the way, I carelessly included some of my old blog posts in the script. This was just a misunderstanding, one that could’ve been quietly settled. But after the script company demanded compensation and didn’t receive it, they cut ties with me. Now, I’m left with no choice but to address this openly. Thank you to everyone who defended me against plagiarism. Your support