My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 604:

At the funeral home, Gracie’s body lay in a mourning hall, surrounded by flickering candles and wreaths of flowers.

Carrie knelt in the quiet of the mourning hall, her voice soft yet weary as she addressed Daxton. “You have had a long day. You should go home and rest.”

Daxton stepped closer, concern etched on his face. “Carrie, you have been through so much today. Let me stay and help.”

She shook her head, her voice gentle but firm. “You have done enough. Go home and rest. I will let you know about the burial arrangements.”

He hesitated, his hand clenching briefly before releasing. His eyes flicked to Kristopher, a storm of unspoken words swirling behind them, but he said nothing.

Instead, he offered her a small nod, muttered a few words of advice, and walked away.

Carrie turned back, her gaze collided

a fraction of a second before looking right past him, her demeanor cool and detached, as if he were nothing more than a shadow

had left, leaving only the faint, somber glow of the funeral hall lights. The stillness felt

the words struck a chord within her, resonating deeply. The temperature in the hall was already low, designed to preserve the body. With the fire in the basin extinguished,

on the thin mat, Carrie could feel the coldness of the floor seeping through, an unrelenting ache that settled into her bones. A

his feet. He hesitated for a moment, watching her hunched form before walking over. Without

a welcome reprieve. She refused to meet his gaze, but in that small gesture,

afford to fall ill—not when she had to keep

any disruptions. Carrie and Kristopher existed under the same roof

without complaint but never uttered a single word of gratitude—not even a token

disgust, forcing herself to focus on what truly