My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 895

Chapter 895:

Carrie remained standing there, watching Mila disappear inside. Only when the hotel doors closed did she turn back to find Daxton had also stepped out of the car, his brows slightly furrowed. “Why are you standing there?” he asked.

Carrie hesitated. Then, after a brief pause, she admitted softly, “I feel like your mother might be a bit upset.”

“Get in, it’s chilly out here.” Daxton’s voice was gentle but firm as he placed an arm around Carrie’s shoulders, guiding her back toward the car. “My mom is just like that. You’ll get used to it.”

A faint sigh escaped him as he offered a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I’ve lived alone for so many years… she and I are more like the most familiar strangers.”

For a brief moment, something flickered in his gaze—a loneliness buried so deep it had almost become second nature.

into the passenger seat. She didn’t

had been the same. Distant. Cold. More of an obligation than anything real. She turned slightly,

her seatbelt. His movement brought him dangerously close—his profile brushed against her cheek, her breath warm against his ear. The faint fragrance of her skin

gentle rise and fall of her chest. His fingers stilled. Then, as if snapping himself out of a trance, he quickly averted his eyes, straightening up with an easy chuckle. “Don’t look at me

His sudden closeness had momentarily

to reality. “I’m not pitying you,” she retorted, regaining her composure. “I just… understand how

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ruffled her hair, his touch gentle yet teasing. “Let

react, Daxton had already stepped away, shutting the passenger door

the car started, she stared out the window, wondering if that brief moment had been real or just a figment of her

In Orkset:

No amount of luxury, private planes, or personal assistants could erase the exhaustion weighing