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.”

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

wonton bowl on the bedside table.

moving. I

got up.

the bedside table with a wipe, opened the window

was used to seeing him do these little homey things. Once he had disposed of the trash, Kristopher returned to the bedroom and then made his way to the

in his hands. As he walked over to the bed, he carefully set the basin down. Inside, there was a

and began brushing her teeth, taking her time to rinse her mouth afterward. When she was finished, Kristopher reached for a disposable face towel and gently wiped away the remnants of toothpaste from the corners of

slipped into bed beside her. He pulled the blankets around them both, drawing her close and wrapping his arms around her small,

Before even opening her

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 a meter in length. It was