My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 514:

As he approached, Carrie suddenly frowned. Her nose crinkled slightly as she sniffed the air. “Why do you smell like someone else’s perfume?” She had become more sensitive to smells lately, and the sweet, fruity scent on him stood out sharply against his usual cool, woody cologne.

Kristopher knelt down beside her, his smile widening as he gently wiped a droplet of water from her cheek. “Isn’t that the smell of jealousy?”

Carrie leaned in slightly, her brows knitting in suspicion. “Don’t change the subject,” she said, her eyes flicking to the bag in his hand.

Kristopher let out a laugh, one that echoed warmly in the quiet of the yard.

Carrie’s expression grew stern as she realized the meaning behind his teasing. Standing up, she crossed her arms, her hands still stained with soil, and glared at him. “I’m not jealous! But if you’re sneaking around behind my back, I’ll—”

with his hand, cutting her

Camille these days, saying whatever comes to mind. You know, sometimes your words can

“And you’re starting to sound like Albin, smooth-talking

eyebrow, leaning closer. “Smooth-talking? Whether I am or not, that’s something you’ll have to find out

he captured her lips in a deep kiss, his movements confident and unyielding. Caught off guard, Carrie barely managed to glance at the soil on her hands before mischievously pressing

several dirt smudges, and despite the mess, his charm somehow remained intact. In fact, the rugged look only enhanced his appeal. Fate really had a way to

voice reverberating through her. He pulled her in for a longer kiss. “You’re

and headed inside, to

rear and said teasingly,

Carrie snapped, her tone sharper than usual. She was being extra cautious—not because she was being fussy, but because of the fragile little one

picked up on her unease. Lowering her carefully, he adjusted his hold, cradling her in