My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1027:

When the doctors pulled him out, they said he hadn’t eaten in over a week. He was emaciated, all sharp edges and hollow eyes, his body severely dehydrated. Camille couldn’t understand how someone like Albin—who had always lived in comfort and luxury—could have endured such a nightmare. He was the kind of man who wouldn’t eat a dish if it wasn’t prepared exactly to his liking. Even his bottled water had to be imported, from a brand so exclusive it wasn’t sold in stores.

How had he managed to eat filthy snow?

She kicked at the ground in frustration. “Idiot… why the hell did you come out to the middle of nowhere?”

Just then, a rescuer approached, holding a camera.

“Miss Nixon, we found this with Mr. Murray.”

She took it with trembling hands and powered it on. The first photo on the screen stopped her cold—it was a breathtaking image of the aurora, swirling in luminous color.

Her heart clenched. A long-forgotten memory floated to the surface.

had been lounging at home, back when they were

up on the sofa, absently scrolling through videos. She sighed. “I read that Zimeron might vanish in the next ten years because of climate change. I’d regret not seeing it at

a bowl of fruit on her lap—golden cherries,

he said, feeding her one. “These are like the ones you loved as

a grin, “Zimeron’s not Mars.

the cold,” she said, shaking her head. “Those winters when I studied abroad nearly froze me to death.

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added offhandedly, “I just heard the auroras

flickering in his eyes. “And what would

popping another golden cherry into her mouth. “These are amazing, by the way. Where’d you get

trailed off as Albin suddenly turned

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nudged him playfully. “Fine,