My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1014:

The name struck Kristopher like a jolt of lightning. His hand froze over his plate.

In an instant, flashes of memory surged through him—Carrie lying motionless in a hospital bed, blood soaking the sheets… the chaotic voices of doctors surrounding her. And among those voices—clear as day—one line came screaming back: “It’s not type O. It’s Bombay phenotype!”

Suddenly, memories surged through Kristopher’s mind—sharp, vivid flashes that came without warning. They were accompanied by the familiar sensation of pressure behind his eyes, the telltale sign of a headache he had grown used to over the days.

Reflexively, he raised a hand to his temple, gently massaging it as the other hand slipped into his pocket, searching for his medication. After a few seconds of fumbling, he paused. There was nothing there. He checked another pocket, but still—nothing. And then it hit him. The pain he was feeling now wasn’t like his usual headaches. It wasn’t the same throbbing intensity that left him breathless. No—this was different.

He suddenly remembered: in the chaos of his schedule, he had forgotten to take his medicine altogether.

you feeling unwell again?” Aliza’s voice came softly from beside him, laced with

much thought, he instinctively leaned into the moment, clutching

in, her voice cautious, probing. “Did you

concern—it was an inquiry, a test. She wasn’t worried about his condition. She wanted to know

clearly. Aliza wasn’t panicked by his suffering. She was anxious about what he might recall. Still, he didn’t confront her. He maintained the illusion,

she try to appear worried. “This pain’s been going

back to the dishes on the table—half-eaten, barely touched. She’d been too engrossed in gossip earlier to enjoy the meal she had ordered for

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in silence. They came on so fiercely, so suddenly, that he was never in

call an ambulance,”