My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 500:

Carrie took two more bites before leaning back, rubbing her stomach. “I can’t eat anymore. What a waste.”

Without hesitation, Kristopher brought the drumstick to his own mouth, taking a bite of her leftovers.

Carrie froze, her heart skipping a beat. Kristopher—who had always been so meticulous, so particular—was eating her leftovers without a second thought. It wasn’t the act itself that stunned her, but the intimacy of it. To her, this small gesture felt deeper than any physical closeness they had shared.

It was an unspoken expression of trust and care, something she had always found difficult to give or accept. Even parents only ate their children’s leftovers when they were young.

Once Kristopher was done with the drumstick, Carrie leaned her head on his leg and looked up at him, pouting playfully. “I want to brush my teeth.”

preferences for her sleep—no light, no noise, the AC set to a cooler temperature, thick blankets, and

on the bedside table. “Do you

don’t feel like moving. I

up. “Wait

wipe, opened the window to let

homey things. Once he had disposed of

carefully set the basin down. Inside, there was a cup

up in bed and began brushing her teeth, taking her time to rinse her mouth afterward. When she was finished, Kristopher reached for a disposable face

lights, and slipped into bed beside her. He pulled the blankets around them

even opening her eyes, she

a bouquet leaning gracefully against the bedside table. The arrangement was stunning, with smoky purple Manta roses rising one after another, their long stems stretching up to about