My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 826

Chapter 826:

She waved her hand before his unfocused gaze. “Hello? Earth to Kristopher! Has the heat addled your brain completely? Hold on, I’m calling an ambulance.”

As she reached for her phone, Kristopher’s fingers wrapped around her wrist. His voice emerged strained and hoarse. “Don’t. I just need to sit for a moment.”

The nearby benches beckoned, barely a hundred meters away. Their slow progress stretched seconds into minutes, neither breaking the heavy silence between them.

While Carrie yearned to escape the suffocating atmosphere, Kristopher found himself deliberately dragging his feet, harboring an inexplicable desire to prolong their contact.

Forever, if possible.

to his senses. When had he become this kind of

fantasizing about an endless walk with

clarity. If he’d truly loved her, how could

settled like a stone in his chest. He almost wanted to laugh at himself. What was he thinking? That he

as he reached the bench, he wasted no time pulling his arm from Carrie’s grasp. His

widened, stunned. Was

nothing but helpful, and instead of gratitude, she got this? Talk about a slap in the face. Unbelievable. If she had just walked away earlier, none of this would have happened. What

declared with inexplicable haughtiness, completely failing to show any gratitude. The irony of his memory

she observed. “You present yourself as virtuous, yet your actions tell quite a different tale. Where was all this talk of ‘self-respect’ during your rather memorable performance at the Morrison Manor’s party?” Her voice dripped with mockery as

she watched Kristopher stand there, rendered speechless by her pointed

leave. In that fluid motion, her gaze caught

steps faltered as her attention darted between the bottle and the merciless sun blazing beyond the doorway, its