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.

said nothing. He simply shut the door, walked around, and

to her

parted her lips, instinctively wanting to refuse.

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

a twinge of amusement at himself. He never thought he’d have to work this hard just to get a woman to have dinner with him. Carrie sighed, knowing she couldn’t refuse any longer. “Alright,” she murmured. “I’ll leave

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

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

lavish meals were the norm. It was the humble roadside eateries that felt like a novelty to

different backgrounds shaped people. She was a Morrison by blood,

wealth was undeniable, but growing up in Orkset with her grandmother had left its mark. Unlike those raised in aristocratic circles, she had