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.

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

he admitted at last, his voice measured. “But… I don’t think she’s as simple as

a soft chuckle. “Diplomatic, as

diplomacy, sir. Just honesty,” Oliver

to Kristopher was not borne out of diplomacy,

comes to people, but I could be wrong. That said, if

it with a steady hand. He took a slow

into Lise’s recent movements,” Kristopher ordered finally, his voice low but firm. “See if that man had

Lise’s life for so long, unwilling 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

even altering their personality. Kristopher had clung to this belief as a lifeline, convinced that the kindness and purity of his sister would somehow imbue Lise with the same