My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 879:

The younger one curled his lip in distaste. “Tch. She puts on this whole act—cool, untouchable—but turns out she’s just another rich woman paying for a good time.”

Carrie exited the mall and purchased a box of emergency contraceptive pills from a nearby pharmacy.

Once home, Carrie pushed open her apartment door and noticed that Daxton’s room was slightly open, engulfed in darkness, indicating he had not yet returned.

Relieved, she leaned against the wall in the entryway, removed her shoes, and stood barefoot on the cold floor.

“Carrie, why are you home so late?” Camille’s voice was hoarse from sleep as she wandered out in search of water. She squinted at Carrie, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

At that moment, Carrie quickly slipped the contraceptive pills into her bag.

the contract. You should get some more rest. I’m off to shower and then head to bed

and returned to the guest

in relief. Thankfully, the dim lighting in the hallway and Camille’s grogginess prevented

steady stream of water, feeling sick every time she recalled the lustful expression of

first one-night stand would be with someone so

Carrie was overwhelmingly exhausted. Barely able to keep her eyes open as she dried her hair, she collapsed onto her pillow and quickly fell into a

her pillow for her phone but found nothing. She then remembered how exhausted she had been the night before, too

you love

retrieved her phone from her bag. As she did, she noticed the box of contraceptive

to do so, her eyes landed

advising against taking hormone-based