My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 949:

Somehow, he had the sinking suspicion that Carrie might not choose anyone.

As Kyson and Carrie stepped out of the hotel, a sharp gust of wind swept past, tugging at the hem of her thin evening dress. Without hesitation, Kyson shrugged off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

Carrie instinctively reached up to return it. “It’s okay, Kyson, I’m not cold—”

Before she could finish, the valet had already pulled the car up. Kyson was at the passenger door in an instant, reaching it before the attendant. With a charming smile, he pulled it open. “Your ride’s ready, princess.”

Carrie hesitated but knew she had little choice. She slid into the seat, and the moment she settled, her hands moved automatically to buckle her seatbelt before anyone else did.

He simply shut the door, walked around, and got

he fastened his own seatbelt, he turned to her casually. “I know a great place for a late-night

instinctively wanting to refuse.

already late. Besides…” His voice took on a playful yet persuasive edge. “The Morrison and Webster families have been close for generations. You wouldn’t

amusement at himself. He never thought he’d have to work this hard just to get a woman to have dinner

car rolled to a

wasn’t exactly known for budget-friendly restaurants. She recalled the cozy little fruit shop Kyson had taken her to before and half-expected something similar. To her surprise, they

again, this was their world—expensive restaurants and lavish meals were the norm. It was the humble roadside eateries that

backgrounds shaped people. She was

grandmother had left its mark. Unlike those raised in aristocratic circles, she