My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 554:

Daxton let out a dry laugh and pulled out his phone. He swiped to a surveillance clip and held it up. “This footage was taken a few days ago outside Lise’s house. That man—the one who attacked Carrie—was seen leaving her place. Conveniently, every camera in her neighborhood malfunctioned that day, except for this one on a street nearby.”

Carrie’s lips trembled as she bit her lower lip. She didn’t speak, didn’t react outwardly, but inside, her heart twisted. Daxton’s evidence might not hold up in court, but to Carrie, it was damning enough. It painted a picture that left little doubt in her mind about Lise’s culpability.

Kristopher didn’t spare the video a glance. His focus remained on Carrie as he spoke softly. “I’ll handle this investigation myself. I don’t need anyone else’s help. Let me take you home.”

Carrie’s silence persisted, her gaze unreadable. On the surface, she appeared docile, but Kristopher knew her too well to believe she had truly yielded. Beneath that calm facade was a stubborn resolve, one that even he feared he couldn’t break.

Daxton stepped forward, unable to stay silent any longer. “Carrie, are you seriously going to go back with him? After everything, are you still going to trust his lies?”

stress, made her look like a porcelain doll—delicate and lifeless. Her voice was soft but firm. “Daxton, I’m tired. I just want

severe consequences. Kristopher wouldn’t even need to wield his considerable power. A simple call to the authorities would be enough to force her

is your

than enough, putting himself on the line for her time and time again. Now that the situation had spiraled out of control, she had resolved to face it alone. If Kristopher and Lise wanted to drag her into their darkness, she would pull them down with her, no matter the cost. But she wouldn’t let

lies and betrayal. The only way

washing over him as he began pushing her toward the door. Oliver followed behind them, holding the

sides, his frustration boiling over. “Carrie! You know I can help you! You

fleeting second, she felt the urge to reach out, to accept the help she so desperately needed. Her body ached, her spirit felt crushed, and the weight of fighting alone had worn her down to her core. She feared she wouldn’t be able to get

to lean on, someone to share the burden. But… life rarely granted you what you truly wanted. The tighter you tried to hold on, the faster it seemed to slip through your