My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 942:

Carrie’s mind raced, and before she could stop herself, the accusation burst out. “What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you actually followed me!”

Her words hit their mark.

A wave of irritation washed over Kristopher, sharpening his voice to a cutting edge. “Do you honestly believe the world revolves around you? Is this some game you play with men? Manipulating them like puppets on strings? And now you’re targeting your ex-husband?”

He advanced deliberately, each step closing the distance between them until she was cornered against the wall.

Carrie instinctively retreated, her back pressing firmly against the cold surface, leaving barely an inch between their bodies.

His breath brushed against her face—a mixture of woody cologne and the lingering sweetness of champagne—creating a dizzying effect that clouded her senses.

He planted his palms firmly on the wall, effectively caging Carrie within his arms.

????? ????

this straight: I initiated the divorce papers. I ended things with

fading into

suddenly convinced that Carrie had been his mysterious

chaotically, like crucial pieces of a puzzle that

distraction, Carrie seized the opportunity to duck beneath his arm and dash back toward the

the empty corridor where Carrie had disappeared, before slamming his fist against the unyielding

urge to protect her from those men forcing drinks

frown seemed to inflict physical pain

this was just another calculated performance in her repertoire. Yes, that explained everything. A woman who willingly

enjoyed manipulating these men for her

Utterly despicable!