My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 978:

Daxton positioned himself protectively in front of her, his expression cold and unyielding. “Kristopher, stay away from my fiancée.” Daxton’s voice was steady yet sharp. “If you continue to harass her, I’ll take legal action.”

“Harass her?” Kristopher scoffed, brushing off invisible dust from his jacket and straightening his sleeves. “She’s been following my fiancée, repeatedly provoking her. Yesterday, she argued with Aliza, causing her to fall down the stairs and miscarry. Just because I’ve been too busy to confront her doesn’t mean this matter is over. The child is gone, Aliza is still in the hospital, and the person responsible can’t just walk away freely.”

Every accusation felt like a blade digging deeper into Carrie’s heart. She thought she had grown numb to his harshness, yet each word struck painfully.

Even if the wounds had scarred over, they still ached when reopened. Words could hurt deeper than physical blows.

if there’s no surveillance in the hallway, I believe there are other ways to determine the truth—whether Carrie approached Aliza on her own or if someone set her up.” He paused deliberately, his voice calm yet firm. “If Carrie truly did something wrong, let the law decide her punishment. Until the truth is clear, I suggest you avoid crossing the line. Put yourself in my shoes—you care deeply about your fiancée and your lost child, just as I care deeply about

time to reveal the truth—that Carrie was expecting. If Kristopher believed this child was Daxton’s, perhaps he would step back and leave Carrie

His usual composure cracked, and disbelief flickered in his eyes. “Your child? You have

Carrie closer, his arm wrapping around her shoulders. “Yes. I will do whatever it takes to protect my

seemed like a stranger—someone standing

dream. For a few moments, Kristopher seemed lost, his expression torn between disbelief and something unspoken. The news of Carrie’s pregnancy struck him deeper than he

down, there had been a twisted comfort in believing that she still cared.

of a bond that no longer existed. Yet, the instinct to possess her, to claim her, burned within