My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 599:

His voice softened, and he gave her hand a gentle pat. “Stay strong, Carrie. There is still so much to be done. Gracie only had you.”

Carrie drew in a shaky breath, forcing herself to nod. “Okay,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

After inquiring about the best funeral home in Orkset, she learned that the hospital often worked with high-end services, as its patients were typically affluent or influential.

While arrangements were being made, she followed the nurse to take Gracie to the morgue.

The white sheet draped over Gracie’s still form blurred before Carrie’s eyes. She stood rooted to the spot, her thoughts spiraling. Moments ago, Gracie had been vibrant, smiling, attending her wedding.

Now, the silence of death cloaked her. Was this death? Carrie wondered.

in a hospital bed,

over the edge of the sheet. She hesitated, the fragile hope

Gracie might stir, might wake, might prove this all

She crossed her arms, rubbing them for warmth, when a large coat was gently draped

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standing behind her. His

trembling, “it is so cold in here. Gracie will be cold too. Can you bring her

“Carrie, you have to stop. Gracie is not

in a torrent

down on him as much as it did on her. “Carrie, you must wake up. Life

sterile room.

consumed by her anguish, she acted without thought. Daxton winced but refused to let go, his