My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 560:

The memory hit harder than the sting of alcohol. Whatever pain he felt now paled compared to what she had endured.

Soon after, a nurse arrived with the tetanus shot, and the doctor administered it quickly. After the nurse and doctor packed up their equipment and left, Kristopher turned to Oliver, his low voice cutting through the silence.

“Oliver,” he asked casually, “what’s your opinion of Lise?”

Oliver froze mid-step, his professional mask slipping ever so slightly. He turned back, cautious. “In what sense, sir?”

Kristopher’s gaze stayed steady. “Do you think she’s capable of murder?”

The air in the room thickened, and Oliver’s forehead glistened with a faint sheen of sweat. His mouth opened and closed, searching for a safe answer.

tone calm but laced with intent. “Even if you’re wrong, it doesn’t matter. Once we leave this room, we’ll pretend

admitted at last, his voice measured. “But… I don’t think she’s as simple as she appears. That doesn’t necessarily mean she’s dangerous, but there’s more to her

soft chuckle.

diplomacy, sir. Just honesty,” Oliver replied

was not borne out of diplomacy, but

Oliver continued. “I’ve always trusted my instincts when it comes to people, but I could

he retrieved a cigarette, lighting it with a steady hand. He took a slow drag, exhaling a swirling cloud of smoke. His eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at a

recent movements,” Kristopher ordered finally, his voice low but firm. “See if that man had been in contact with

to entertain doubts about her. The heart in Lise’s chest wasn’t just hers—it had once belonged to his sister. His sister, whose kindness and innocence had been unparalleled. Speculating on Lise with malice felt like betraying the memory of

had clung