Chapter 603:

Daxton’s eyes narrowed, his voice low and cutting. “What right do you have to call yourself her husband? You failed her. You failed her child. Now Gracie is dead—killed by your ex-girlfriend. You are nothing but a curse to her life, bringing only chaos and tragedy!”

The words hit Kristopher like a physical blow. He froze, the weight of the accusation sinking in. After a tense pause, he surged forward, grabbing Daxton by the collar. His voice was hoarse and desperate. “Gracie? What are you talking about? What happened to her?”

Daxton did not waste the moment. His fist swung again, slamming into Kristopher’s face.

Kristopher, incensed, retaliated with a vicious kick.

Within seconds, the two were grappling, their movements wild and fueled by raw emotion.

Nearby, Carrie’s sharp gaze fell on a red-and-white traffic cone by the roadside. Without hesitation, she seized it and swung it hard against Kristopher’s back.

voice cutting through the chaos. “How many more people do you

punch. Kristopher staggered but ignored Daxton, his gaze

traffic cone hadn’t hit him with much force, but the betrayal stung

struck him for another

cone at her feet, her glare unyielding. Her voice was measured but laced

sighed audibly, stepping forward to diffuse the tension. “If you must fight or kill each other, do it later. Have some respect

cars blocking the road. She didn’t want to engage with Kristopher, but there was no choice. Her tone was clipped as she said, “My grandmother has passed. We are waiting to take her to the funeral home. Mr. Norris, kindly move your cars to let

if rooted in place, her

in time, quickly taking charge. He gestured to

weight of reality only fully hit Kristopher when he followed Carrie to the mortuary. There, in the

speechless. Finally, his voice

She heard the words

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