My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 643:

Realizing he might have overstepped, Arion gave himself a light slap on the forehead, silently regretting his loose tongue.

As Carrie recounted her story, Arion’s regret deepened. Each word painted a vivid picture of hardship, resilience, and pain. He had never imagined her life could have been so harsh. In their family’s narrative, Josh Morrison had always been a genius—a man whose piano talent surpassed both his father’s and grandfather’s. Yet, Arion hadn’t considered how Josh’s banishment had left a lasting impact on Carrie’s life.

It all clicked. Josh’s only skill had been playing the piano. If he relied on it for a living, his talent would surely have made him famous. But fame would’ve risked exposing his ties to the Morrison family.

Arion remembered hearing from his grandfather that Josh’s father, their great-grandfather, had forbidden him from using the Morrison name after driving him away. Great-grandpa wanted Josh to struggle and submit, but Josh changed his name and never bowed down. He didn’t use the Morrison name, and his talent was buried because of it.

In stark contrast to the warm camaraderie of the Morrison household, Kristopher’s hotel room was steeped in darkness and solitude. The faint glow of a single lamp illuminated the shadows, casting a soft light on the sofa where Kristopher sat. His legs were crossed on the coffee table, his head leaning back against the cushion as he stared blankly at the twinkling city lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Isonridge shone like a jewel, but for him, not a single light felt welcoming.

once been a light waiting for him. A light that had felt like

etiquette didn’t matter. All Kristopher wanted was to drown himself in the kind of stupor that would dull the ache

and he was left with nothing but memories. The image of Carrie standing protectively in front of Reece burned in his mind. The concern in her eyes, the way her body shielded him—it wasn’t an act. Kristopher knew her well enough to see the truth. Carrie genuinely

woman change so quickly? He wondered bitterly. She had once told him she loved

button, opening the window slightly. The sounds of the city flooded in, mingled with faint strains of music

lyrics struck him like a knife. Carrie had grown cold, but he was still

in their emotions was a cruel irony. Love that was out of sync was doomed from the start, destined to leave one

out a hollow laugh, his lips curling into a bitter smile as he tilted his goblet and downed the wine

door. Kristopher, mistaking the visitor for Oliver, frowned deeply as