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.

beauty. Despite her allure, they were too drained to consider anything

man acknowledged with

older man entered the bathroom,

found another unfamiliar man at the foot of her bed. Their gazes

before were intact. She was astounded that the man she had dreamt of, who

women became thirstier as they got older, but she was still in her twenties. How could she be so desperate

available

had led her to fall for a

throbbing pain and quietly resented that men

Internally, he felt nervous, trying to think through how to handle any complications that

and gave 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 threw on the bed. She then said to the man, “We’re both grown-ups. What occurred today was by mutual agreement. Here’s twenty