My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 819

Chapter 819:

Although Daxton was the future cousin-in-law that Reece had favored, a knot of discomfort twisted in his stomach as he watched Daxton move so casually around his cousin. There was a sense of intrusion, a feeling that Daxton didn’t consider him at all—neither as a future cousin-in-law nor as a friend.

From behind, Carrie caught sight of the exchange and knew she was in trouble. This is bad. This is so bad. She had to come up with a reasonable explanation.

In that moment, Carrie suddenly realized she hadn’t brushed her teeth or washed her face yet. The thought made her cringe. Feeling a bit self-conscious, she hurried to retreat into her room, slamming the door behind her.

Reece’s gaze shifted, past Daxton, toward her bedroom. Just in time to see her slam the door shut. That was Carrie’s room.

His gaze snapped back to Daxton. His mind had already jumped to the worst possible conclusion. They slept together.

To Reece, Carrie’s behavior was nothing more than shyness. Daxton must have taken advantage of her, and now she was too embarrassed to face him. His expression darkened at the thought. With a sharp tilt of his chin, he gestured toward the apartment. His voice was low, edged with unspoken warning. “Let’s go inside and talk.”

feigning indifference. “What do you want to talk

content at

cold glare and strode in without another word. As he bent down to remove his shoes, his gaze fell

eyes. Those weren’t just any slippers. Carrie had once sent him a picture of them, proudly telling him she had picked them out just

slippers, but they had

followed Reece’s gaze and chuckled, immediately grasping the situation. “Carrie said these were for you, but since you weren’t wearing them, I put them to use first.” He turned, retrieving a different pair from

no effort to change shoes,

gave him

finally spoke, his voice slightly strained. “You wear those. Give

already worn them. Just take the new ones. I’ll have Carrie

remained firm. “I

with Arion instead. Was this really Reece Morrison—the composed, pragmatic businessman