My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 957:

His smile deepened slightly before he quietly shut the door.

Sliding into the driver’s seat, he reached for his phone just as it rang.

He glanced at the screen, then turned it toward her. “It’s Marina.” The casual way he showed her—reporting his calls as if they were already something more—felt strangely intimate. More than words, it blurred the lines between them.

Carrie blinked, momentarily caught off guard. “Okay,” she said absently.

Kyson answered the call. In the quiet of the car, Marina’s voice came through clearly. “Kyson, which designer made the dress you bought for Carrie last time? I need something nice for my best friend’s birthday party.”

His response was calm, indifferent. “That one’s not available. Pick another brand—I’ll cover the cost.”

blurted out, “Did you not tell me because you didn’t want me showing up in a dress as gorgeous as Carrie’s? Are you really choosing Carrie over your sister?” She let out a huff of disbelief. “She’s not even your girlfriend yet,

glance at Carrie, his voice gentle. “Don’t listen

quickly tried to explain, “Carrie, you’re there?

isn’t taking any more orders—not because of personal favors, but because he prioritizes artistry over business. He doesn’t chase money; he chooses clients who can bring his designs to

“Are you saying my figure

matter-of-fact. “It’s not that yours isn’t good. It’s

came through the speaker. “Fine! I’ll figure it out myself. You’re useless when it actually

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all the brands and designers available, you

I supposed to do—wear something off the rack? Half those dresses were sent to our house

then turned to Kyson. “I just received two