My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1031:

His long fingers made even the simplest tasks look effortlessly graceful. Jenesis nudged Carrie with her elbow and teased, “Daxton really is easy on the eyes.”

“Carrie, you’re lucky—you’ll have someone handsome to look at every day. With a view like this every morning, who needs breakfast?”

Across the table, Arion set a glass of milk firmly by Carrie’s hand and grumbled, “No way! Carrie, you can’t survive on eye candy alone! You have to eat properly and take care of yourself.”

Though he spoke to Carrie, his wary gaze remained locked on Daxton.

Carrie sighed, exasperated. “Arion, what are you even talking about?”

Jenesis chimed in with a laugh, “Exactly! You silly boy—don’t you know what a figure of speech is? I told you to read more, not just goof around!”

Meanwhile, Daxton placed the peeled egg neatly onto Carrie’s plate. Taking the hot towel a servant offered, he wiped his hands slowly and smiled.

Arion, even if Carrie tries to skip a meal, I’ll make sure she eats. I’ll make sure she stays

egg when she paused mid-bite, frowning. “Why does that sound like you’re trying to fatten me

and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers cool against her

quietly, “I wish you could live carefree—no worries,

and brief, left a trail of heat

quietly focused on their own plates, giving the two space. To the others, Carrie’s obvious discomfort looked like simple shyness. Only Daxton, keenly attuned to her, noticed

he pretended not to see. Instead, he lightly cupped her cheek with his palm for a moment longer—warm, gentle,

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to pull away, Daxton finally withdrew his hand and murmured, “You’re too thin. Eat a

time trying to push Carrie and

“Daxton, I have these tickets to a play. Why not take

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