My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 892

Chapter 892:

Alethea, who had been silent for most of the exchange, suddenly spoke, her tone laced with amusement. “If there were any real evidence, it would have been presented already. Why would she say something so vague?”

Aliza seized the opportunity. She turned to Alethea with a look of gratitude, as if clinging to her last hope. “Yes, yes! Miss Hinks is the one who can see clearly!”

Kristopher, who had witnessed Alethea’s arrogance earlier, wasn’t particularly fond of her. However, he wasn’t a man who let personal feelings cloud his judgment. And despite his dislike for Alethea, her words… made sense.

Carrie had never been the type to hold back. If she had real proof, wouldn’t she have thrown it in his face already?

Kristopher exhaled slowly, pushing aside the lingering doubts. Instead, he turned his attention back to Aliza, his voice softening. “What made you feel unwell so suddenly?”

Aliza quickly played into her earlier act. She pressed a delicate hand to her forehead, feigning fragility. “I left in such a rush this morning that I skipped breakfast. My blood sugar might be a little low…” Her voice trailed off, sounding deliberately weak.

lazily motioned to her

mall. The autumn sun, though weaker than summer’s, felt unbearably harsh against her skin. The moment she stood still

for the rough bark of a nearby tree, her fingers pressing against it as she tried to

an endless stream—unfamiliar faces shifting, doubling,

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body gave out. She staggered backward, her

crashed into a warm embrace. A faint yet

voice sounded above her. “Carrie, what’s wrong with you? Why are you here alone?” Slowly, she looked up, her vision clearing just enough to see Daxton staring

of relief and confusion

her remained firm. “My car is parked right over there. I’ll take you to the hospital,” he

tried to protest, her lips parting, but the words wouldn’t come. Breathing felt