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.

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the divorce papers. I ended things with you! I wouldn’t waste my time playing games, especially not

gaze shifted to Carrie’s crimson lips, her harsh words fading into background noise. An overwhelming

to that night at the hotel, suddenly convinced that Carrie had been his mysterious companion. Yet, his mind conjured

whirled chaotically, like crucial pieces of a puzzle that refused to

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

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

did the overwhelming urge to protect

to inflict physical pain

unwilling? Maybe this was just another calculated performance in her repertoire. Yes, that explained everything. A woman who willingly accompanied two men to a hotel room wouldn’t genuinely resist a stranger’s

these men for her

Utterly despicable!