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.

lead, slipping back into the passenger

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

profile brushed against her cheek, her breath warm against his ear.

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

stunned. His sudden closeness had momentarily blanked

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

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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

could react, Daxton had already stepped away, shutting

wondering if that brief moment had been real or just

In Orkset:

walked out of the police station, her face weary, her steps heavy. No amount of luxury, private planes, or