My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 889:

The question was directed at Aliza, but his eyes landed squarely on Carrie. It wasn’t a question. It was a challenge.

Sensing an opportunity, Aliza bit her lip, her voice carrying a trace of grievance. “I’m not entirely sure… I think Miss Hinks liked that gown, but when I arrived, I only heard Carrie saying Miss Hinks didn’t have a good figure…”

Her words were carefully chosen, deliberately vague, yet heavy enough to stir suspicion.

Kristopher’s gaze darkened, his expression turning icier.

Carrie, however, didn’t react. The moment she spotted Kristopher, she turned away, her focus shifting elsewhere—as if his presence meant nothing to her.

Her attention remained on the gown, still lying untouched on the ground.

clean, and no visible stains marred

to make enemies, but she wasn’t going to be bullied into paying for something she hadn’t ruined

understand. Unlike them, she hadn’t been born into privilege. She had worked, scraped by, held down multiple jobs to build her

spoke to the designer with quiet finality.

wrist. She turned, following the grip up to a familiar face—Kristopher. She tilted her head slightly, a hint of

to the discarded gown, then back to her. “Adults should take responsibility for their actions.” His voice was calm, but

.cóm is the source

Morrison family, a few million is nothing. But for the designer, it’s everything. You can refuse the gown, but there was no need to treat it like that. People who shop here aren’t ordinary customers.

them—until Carrie suddenly pulled her arm free from Kristopher’s grasp, her movements sharp and

she turned to Alethea, a slow, mocking smile curving

did you hear what Mr. Norris