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?”

guilt crossed his face—a

remained calm, unreadable. Her voice was soft yet steady.

painfully obvious—he wouldn’t have believed her. He had already made up his mind

comforting arm around Carrie’s shoulders. “Jennie has picked up the medicine. Let’s head home. I’ll get

she and Daxton

to the spot, a strange sense of hollowness settling over

that the misunderstandings between Kristopher and Carrie would keep them apart, but he also knew that unresolved tension could lead to

he decided to put an end to the

from the hospital corridors. While the cameras hadn’t captured the argument between Carrie and Aliza, they clearly showed Aliza searching

wasn’t difficult to deduce who had been seeking out

Kristopher alone. There was no need for pretense—this time, he intended to be direct. As soon as the door closed behind him,

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