My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1022:

At that, Jenesis let out a soft laugh, her eyes shining with a mix of affection and bittersweet pride. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a great-aunt. I still feel young—at least in spirit—but the years don’t lie.”

“Aunt Jenesis, don’t be silly,” Carrie teased. “You are young. Whenever we’re out together, people always ask if we’re sisters!”

Jenesis laughed again, shaking her head in mock disbelief. As they continued to chat, they noticed a nearby shopper picking out baby clothes, reminding them of their original mission.

They exchanged a knowing glance—and burst into laughter.

Moments later, they were diving enthusiastically into their shopping, their arms quickly filling with tiny onesies, blankets, and newborn essentials.

By the time they finished, they had amassed quite a haul. But just as they were about to head out, Carrie winced slightly and looked down at her foot. Her ankle was red, slightly swollen where her leather shoe had rubbed against the skin.

the box. I just slapped them

gave a sigh that was half exasperation, half amusement. “The car’s parked pretty far. You shouldn’t walk all that way like this. I’ll ask the sales assistant to help carry

nodded without protest. “Alright. I’ll wait

elevator down with Jenesis, but as they exited the maternity store, the aroma of freshly baked bread from the bakery on the

hungry, she turned to Jenesis and said, “I’ll take the escalator

toward the underground parking lot with the sales

expecting a peaceful ride down. But just then, a burst of laughter erupted behind her. A group of children came sprinting toward the escalator, shrieking and giggling as they played a game

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slowly descended, Carrie found herself with nowhere to move. She hoped—futilely—that the kids

pressed herself to the side, gripping the handrail tightly even though she knew it wouldn’t do much good—it moved with the stairs, offering little stability

bounded up the