My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 982:

Looking up at Kristopher, Aliza saw the depth in his gaze, filled with unreadable emotions. She felt a twinge of unease.

Her expression soured, and she retorted, “Why are you interrogating me like this?”

Unlike previous days, Kristopher did not soften. He said firmly, “Answer me. Why did you have an argument? Did you go to her, or did she come to you?”

Aliza had a sinking feeling that Kristopher had discovered something—a piece of evidence she had overlooked. With so many people at the hospital, someone must have seen something while she was distracted. If Kristopher had rushed over so urgently to confront her, he must have found something significant.

plan was never foolproof; she had simply hoped he wouldn’t dig too deep. Yet here he was, unwilling to let it

fault is more effective than defending yourself. When evidence is

let her eyes well up with tears. Lowering her gaze, she spoke softly, her

braced himself for denials, excuses, and manipulation. A part of him had even hoped she would deny it—that perhaps this confrontation would sever the relationship he barely remembered. But Aliza’s sudden, quiet confession caught him off guard. Her unexpected vulnerability

silence stretched too long, anxiety crept in. Aliza’s heart pounded, her mind

fingers slipped discreetly under the blanket, and she

tangled. When I saw her at the hospital, I thought she was secretly there to see you. I just… I just wanted to talk to her, to beg her to stay away. I have a child, Kristopher. I don’t want my child growing up wondering why

truth with carefully crafted lies, a skill she’d perfected over the years. The more she spoke, the more the emotions surged—genuine

had planned to confront her with the video—undeniable proof. But as he watched her crumble before him, a wave of guilt washed over