My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 877:

Turning her head, she noticed the two men still rooted to the spot, shocked. In a low, impatient tone, she commanded, “Why are you still staring? Move quickly and take this bitch out of here. The sedative isn’t that potent; she won’t stay unconscious for much longer.”

The men swiftly escorted Carrie to the door. As they were closing it, the older man caught a glimpse of Aliza drawing Kristopher closer and nestling into his arms.

He remembered their intimate encounter earlier. Although Aliza had initially resisted, she had soon participated eagerly, surpassing the vigor of the two drugged men.

The socialites from affluent families often concealed their true selves behind a false image of decency.

The men returned to room 1009 with Carrie, placing her on the bed before collapsing at its foot, panting heavily.

Exhausted from the intense activities with Aliza, their legs trembled with weakness. Even the simple act of moving Carrie seemed to drain all their energy.

too drained to consider anything further. The older man

acknowledged with

older man entered the bathroom, Carrie’s

her head and found another unfamiliar man at the

remembered everything; her memories from before were intact. She was astounded that the man she had dreamt of,

her twenties. How could she be so desperate for a partner? Even if she had

novels available

to fall for a man so rugged and

a throbbing pain and quietly resented that men were invariably

younger man was caught off guard by Carrie waking up so soon. Internally, he felt nervous, trying to think through how

it a quick glance. Noticing the late hour, she returned the phone to her purse and took out some emergency cash from her wallet, which she