My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 897

Chapter 897:

An unwanted thought. One he pushed away immediately. Carrie, oblivious to his inner turmoil, scrambled out of his arms. She moved too quickly, as if her instincts were screaming at her to put distance between them.

Realizing her reaction might have been too direct, she hesitated—then quickly reached out a hand. “Daxton, let me help you up.”

But Daxton merely smiled, waving her hand away. “You can’t possibly lift me.”

With effortless grace, he stood up on his own.

Carrie stole a glance at the slippers still lying on the floor. Before Daxton could make another move, she quickly nudged them closer with her foot and hurriedly slipped them on.

her in silence before finally bending down to change into his own slippers. His voice was

her head, already walking toward the bedroom. “No, I’ll be fine

eat something.” Carrie paused, her hand resting on the doorframe. She turned, hesitation flickering

ignored her protest and was already heading toward the kitchen, pulling an apron over his shirt. “I’ll make it anyway,” he said lightly. “I’ll just keep it warm in the pot. You can eat it whenever you wake up, okay?” His tone was gentle,

moment, yet it sent a strange feeling through her chest. The sight of Daxton—standing in her kitchen, sleeves rolled up, tying

like a glimpse

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in the same place. Cooking for her. Saying

the thought away. Women should put aside these useless emotions. Everything changed.

composure, she gave Daxton a small nod. “Thank you,” she murmured. Then, without another word, she stepped into her bedroom and closed

clicked shut, the smile slipped from Daxton’s