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.

followed his lead, slipping back into the passenger seat.

with Tristan had been the same. Distant. Cold. More of an obligation than anything real. She turned slightly, looking at him with

over to fasten her seatbelt. His movement brought him dangerously close—his profile brushed against her cheek, her breath warm

His fingers stilled. Then, as if snapping himself out

stunned. His sudden closeness

speak, she snapped back to reality. “I’m not pitying you,” she retorted, regaining

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He reached out and ruffled her hair, his touch gentle yet teasing. “Let the unhappiness of the past go.” His voice softened. “Everyone in the Morrison family

guard by his tenderness. Before she could react, Daxton had already stepped away, shutting the passenger door behind her

wondering if that brief moment had been real or

In Orkset:

weary, her steps heavy. No amount of luxury, private planes, or personal assistants could