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.

anything further. The older man weakly said, “I’m off to take a shower to refresh myself.

acknowledged with a half-hearted

the older man entered the

another unfamiliar man at the foot of her bed. Their gazes locked, silent

before were intact. She was astounded that the man she had

as they got older, but she was still in her twenties. How could she be so desperate for a partner? Even if she

novels available

led her to fall for

quietly resented that men

up so soon. Internally, he felt nervous, trying to think through how to handle any

before retrieving her purse. She pulled out her phone and gave it a quick glance. Noticing the late hour, she returned the phone to her purse and took out some