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.

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

fastened his own seatbelt, he turned to her casually. “I know a

her lips, instinctively wanting

on a playful yet persuasive edge. “The Morrison and Webster families have been close for generations. You wouldn’t turn

he’d have to work this hard just to get a woman

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

She recalled the cozy

was their world—expensive restaurants and lavish meals were the norm. It was

different backgrounds shaped people. She was a Morrison by

grandmother had left its mark. Unlike those raised in aristocratic