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 with

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

hall lights. The stillness felt heavy, almost eerie, yet for Carrie,

fear are the loved ones someone else longs to see again.” Tonight, 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

through, an unrelenting

for a moment, watching her hunched form before walking

not protest. She quietly pulled the jacket closer, its faint warmth a welcome reprieve. She refused to meet his gaze, but in

afford to fall ill—not when she

without any disruptions. Carrie and Kristopher existed under the same roof like strangers bound

fresh clothes, or water. Carrie accepted these necessities without complaint but never uttered

forcing herself to focus on what truly mattered: ensuring Gracie left this world