My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 629:

Reece’s eyes sparkled as he nodded, his enthusiasm bubbling over. “Yes, yes!”

Carrie’s breath caught, her lips parting slightly as surprise flashed across her face. She hadn’t expected this piano to be worth more than the one Kristopher had gifted her.

A shadow passed over her expression before she managed a faint, bittersweet smile. Her voice trembled, layered with melancholy. “My grandmother had been sick for so long—medications, hospital bills, school fees… It’s always been one thing after another. Money’s never been easy for us. Grandma sold every piece of jewelry she had, but somehow, she kept this. She must’ve loved it more than I ever realized.”

Reece leaned in slightly, his tone soft and steady. “Your grandfather was a generous man. It seems the people he loved carried that same kindness. Maybe now, wherever they are, they’ve found peace—together.” Reece gently comforted her.

Carrie blinked rapidly, as though trying to push back tears, and nodded. “You’re right,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her phone buzzed on the table, lighting up with Camille’s name. Reece, ever perceptive, set his fork down and smiled gently. “Take it. I’ll step outside for a smoke, get some fresh air.”

to the hallway. He leaned against the wall, pulling a cigarette from the pack in his pocket. He

back for it, a hand appeared

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design, adorned with a blue diamond, caught the light, sparkling

up to know

stood a few feet away, his expression unreadable

staring at the lighter. His admiration for Kristopher had long faded, replaced

respected now felt like a stranger, a hypocrite

he held back from

turned to leave, but as they brushed past, Kristopher’s voice, low

faltered. He turned, his gaze calm but unyielding. “And what gives you

was clear he hadn’t given up on Carrie. Letting him believe Carrie had moved on