Chapter 979:

Daxton knew that struggle all too well. He had loved Carrie for years, through hope and heartbreak. He had tried to rationalize letting her go, to bury his feelings, but true love was rarely governed by reason. It became instinct, woven into one’s very being.

To Daxton, Kristopher’s actions were those of a man caught between the remnants of a love he could no longer remember and a jealousy he couldn’t fully control. It was a love tainted by misunderstanding, misdirected, and buried under wounds yet to heal.

Others might not understand Kristopher’s actions, but Daxton did.

Kristopher’s cruel behavior toward Carrie was a twisted attempt to express feelings he couldn’t understand—a desperate, misguided way of seeking her attention.

Kristopher stood frozen, staring at Carrie and Daxton. His eyes lingered on Carrie, the weight of his earlier accusations hanging heavy between them. Finally, he found his voice, his tone uncharacteristically gentle. “Carrie… were you here for a prenatal checkup? You weren’t following Aliza, were you? Why… why didn’t you explain yourself?”

flicker of guilt crossed his face—a

yet steady.

The truth was painfully obvious—he wouldn’t have believed her. He had

placed a comforting arm around Carrie’s shoulders. “Jennie has picked up the medicine. Let’s head home. I’ll get you another orange juice on

nodded, her gaze never returning to Kristopher. Together, she and Daxton walked away, their figures growing

spot, a

Carrie would keep them apart, but he also knew that unresolved

considering the situation, he decided to put

the hospital corridors. While the cameras hadn’t captured

difficult to deduce who had been seeking

There was no need for pretense—this time, he intended to be direct. As soon as the

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