My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 550:

That quiet strength of hers was a paradox.

The more she acted unbothered, the more Kristopher’s heart splintered.

He wished, fervently, that the bullet had found him instead.

A gunshot wound was nothing to him—he’d taken hits before, countless times.

Carrie groaned a little in discomfort when the doctor entered to examine her.

“Mrs. Norris,” the doctor said soothingly. “It’s perfectly normal to feel pain after surgery. It might get worse tonight, but we have medication for that. If it becomes too much, just let me know.”

quickly, “What

Mr. Norris. If you’re worried about medication, we have experts in traditional remedies—natural herbs that are much gentler. That said, this level of pain

“Give her the medicine,”

protest. Then she closed her eyes, yet her

little better?” he asked, though he knew better than to

predicted, she

spoke again. “I’m here. If anything feels wrong tonight, just

considered snapping at him, telling him to stop fussing—but she was far too exhausted. She stayed still, silent, pretending

sofa at the foot of the bed.

keys, the scratch of his pen gliding over paper. It was the same black Morwick pen Carrie had given him. Ironically, it was the cheapest pen Kristopher

her chest heaving as remnants of the dream lingered in her mind. Her pillow was damp with the tears she’d shed even in her sleep. In the dream, a child’s

noticed her stirring. He set the device aside and stood, his eyes