My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 843

Chapter 843:

If anyone knew, it was Albin. Aside from Oliver, Albin was the person closest to him. Albin might not understand business matters, but he knew everything about Kristopher’s marriage.

Meanwhile, far away in Zimeron, Albin’s phone lay untouched in his bag, the signal bar showing no reception.

He was too preoccupied with his work, lying on the ice, searching for the perfect shot.

His nose was red from the cold, his fingers stiff, but there was a satisfied smile on his face.

A few days ago, he had asked Camille, “What do I have to do for you to forgive me?” She had laughed and said, “If you can, bring Zimeron’s ice back to Isonridge.”

Now, as he looked at the stunning images captured on his camera, his heart swelled.

Kyson drove in silence.

never mentioned it. He didn’t seem interested in gossip, unlike her cousins, who would

she reminded herself—Kyson wasn’t anything to her. He had no reason to question who she was

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in the passenger seat, absentmindedly tugging at her sleeve, debating whether to start a conversation. But the words didn’t come, so she simply turned to

road stretched into more remote areas, far from the route leading to

me to pick up some fruit. It’s just two turns ahead.” He glanced at her with a slight apologetic look. “Sorry, I should’ve told you earlier.

Carrie relaxed. “It’s okay.”

her past experiences. She had assumed he’d stop at a specialty fruit store, but to her surprise, he maneuvered through an old alleyway before pulling over. Kyson unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at her. “Want to come with me? Or

narrow alley. Unlike Doris’ place,

unsettled her. Besides,

“They grow their own fruit.