My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 811

Chapter 811:

Daxton’s lips quirked in a humorless smile as he swirled the water in his glass.

“I don’t like children,” he murmured, almost to himself. His gaze dropped, shadowed by something Carrie couldn’t quite name.

“In a family like mine, love is a myth. Children aren’t raised—they’re forged, groomed to carry the weight of legacy. If that’s the only purpose of having a child, then I want no part of it.”

Carrie felt a pang in her chest. Kristopher. His life had been the same—bound by duty, shaped by expectations.

Since the banquet, she hadn’t seen him. News of him and Aliza had been scarce. If his memory hadn’t returned, then marriage was inevitable.

Would a child be next?

She pushed the thought away as Daxton took a long sip of water and exhaled. He set his glass down with a faint clink, shifting the mood with practiced ease.

enough about all

you, Carrie, for

exasperation laced

really nothing. You don’t need to keep thanking me. If you keep this up, I might start

He chuckled lightly.

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want to bring you any trouble. Living under the same roof… well, people might talk.

waved off

people aware of this apartment are my family and Camille. Besides, times have changed. Opposite-sex friends share living spaces all the time—it’s not

Opposite-sex friends. Friends.

flickered across Daxton’s face, too quick to catch. He mumbled, “Right. It’s

to the pause in his voice,

you have more stuff to

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