My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 709:

The sudden question caught Camille off guard. She fumbled for an answer, blurting out, “I saw him with some police officers and a doctor…”

Halfway through her sentence, she stopped abruptly, realizing she had revealed too much.

Carrie’s voice softened. “You were worried about him, weren’t you? That’s why you followed him.”

Camille’s silence stretched between them, heavy and telling. Finally, she let out a soft hum of acknowledgment. “Yeah.”

“What is your plan, Camille?” Carrie asked gently.

“What do you mean?” Camille replied, feigning confusion.

for him. And honestly, the issues between

masked

on the company and happened to run into him. And I’ve thought it through, Carrie. I don’t need a

casual relationship—someone who can meet my physical needs—is more than enough. I don’t have the energy to mold my life to fit someone else’s or endure the spectacle of two families negotiating over my value as if I were some kind

painting in a gallery. It’s beautiful to look at, but that doesn’t mean you have to own it. Once you own it, you’re responsible for preserving it, maintaining it, watching it slowly lose its

have the ability to think rationally, to make decisions. There’s no need to sit through a bad movie all the way to the

far from the Morrison

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in mystery, it was owned by an anonymous wealthy

security. The main gate rarely opened,