My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

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Her position as merely an adopted daughter meant that the preferential treatment she received stemmed solely from her consistent excellence and dedication to enhancing the Hinks family’s reputation. Should her actions result in scandal or disgrace, her adoptive parents would unhesitatingly sacrifice her to preserve their family’s standing. This risk had intensified after Carrie’s seemingly casual remarks in the banquet hall aroused suspicion in her adoptive parents.

To jeopardize her entire carefully constructed life merely to eliminate a romantic rival seemed increasingly foolhardy, especially considering that Carrie had not even secured an official relationship with Kyson. Their complex connection offered no guarantee that they would ultimately unite.

Alethea dismissed the conversation with a casual wave. “You should return first. I need to thoroughly evaluate this situation. Having been raised in Egoshire, involving myself in Orkset affairs requires careful deliberation rather than impulsive action.”

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With these parting words, Alethea abruptly ended their interaction. She meticulously adjusted her attire, flashed a radiant smile, and hastened back toward the lively banquet hall.

Frustrated, he retraced his steps to the main gathering. There, he discovered Carrie encircled by the protective presence of the Morrison brothers and Kyson. She resembled an exquisite blossom flourishing against an austere backdrop, with everyone willingly serving as mere

social expressions, this genuine

unfamiliar sensation—a persistent discomfort deeply embedded

invaded his consciousness—this extraordinary beauty should have remained

jealous outbursts than legitimate grievances—resembling the desperate protestations of someone confronting their own powerlessness in obtaining what

deeply, his expression revealing a complex mixture of self-derision

had a single woman managed to transform him into someone he scarcely

laced with curiosity. “Kristopher? What are you doing

him, her face adorned with a