My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 490:

For such a reserved, conservative woman to surrender herself so freely in such a setting—it could only mean one thing. She loved him.

Daxton’s chest tightened painfully, and he took an involuntary step back, retreating into the shadows.

Daxton’s hand slid to the edge of the sink. His fingers curled tightly around the glass diffuser sitting there. The pressure mounted as the emotions he’d kept bottled up surged to the surface.

The diffuser shattered under his grip, shards slicing into his palm. Blood began to drip onto the sink and floor, the crimson stark against the white porcelain.

But Daxton didn’t even flinch. His lips curled into a faint, bitter smile as he stood motionless, letting the pain ground him.

had passed until he saw Kristopher carry

the VIP Club. As a regular client, he usually visited for business, never once coming on his own.

her graceful curves accentuated by a moon-white dress that exuded both elegance and a sense of quiet dignity. Her alluring eyes added an

after Mr. Garcia,” the manager instructed, giving her a quick nod before he shut the door behind

eyes gently shut, his expression calm and peaceful. There was something almost otherworldly about him, like a gentleman from another

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Daxton was different. He was strikingly handsome. She even thought that, had she the means, she wouldn’t mind

wine, poured herself a glass, and gently asked, “Mr. Garcia, what’s

was the image of Carrie and Kristopher locked

her hand on his thigh, caressing it lightly. “Mr. Garcia, if you’re feeling low, I

eyes flew open, his once calm gaze now sharp and icy. The calm and gentle demeanor he had