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 turned to her casually.

her lips, instinctively wanting

barely ate at the party, and it’s already late. Besides…” His voice took on a playful yet persuasive edge. “The Morrison and Webster families have been close for

have to work this hard just to get a woman to have dinner with him. Carrie sighed, knowing she couldn’t refuse any

short, and when the car rolled to a stop, Kyson gave her a knowing

restaurants. She recalled the cozy little fruit shop Kyson had taken her to before and half-expected something

norm. It was

out, Carrie found herself reflecting on how different backgrounds shaped people. She was a Morrison by blood, and she had long

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