My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 876:

Her muscles ached, her skin felt raw, and yet—a sick satisfaction lurked beneath her disgust.

Kristopher had never touched her. She had needs. And these men… they knew how to satisfy a woman.

Not like the pampered, upper-class men who fumbled in bed—selfish and unskilled. These men had stamina, technique, and raw aggression. But they were nobodies. No power. No status. No money. And that made her skin crawl.

Shame and rage twisted inside her, her fingers digging into the bedsheets.

This was meant for Carrie. Not her. She had set the perfect trap—but she had fallen into it herself.

But she couldn’t blame anyone. 1019 and 1009, the two numbers were too close.

been so preoccupied with finally being able to make love with Kristopher that she hadn’t even noticed the numbers on

her jaw and snapped, “Where is she? Where

But when

There was no one here when

“Check

reported, “She was sent

as the realization slammed into her like a brick. She had sent Carrie straight to room

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trap to destroy Carrie—but instead, she

wouldn’t dare side

a furious scream and swept everything off the bedside table,

two men flinched, retreating a step, watching in silence as she

deadly calm settled over her. She turned to the