My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1037:

The feeling was sharp, almost aggressive, as if someone’s gaze was pressing into her back.

She stopped short of stepping into the open elevator and turned abruptly. The corridor was quiet. A nurse was approaching slowly, pushing a medical cart stocked with visible supplies: alcohol, iodine, cotton swabs. Everything seemed routine.

The nurse’s face was hidden beneath a mask and cap, but the gray strands of hair peeking out marked her as middle-aged.

Her head remained lowered, focused on the clipboard in her hands. Occasionally, she glanced up at the room numbers, giving no indication that she had noticed Carrie at all.

But Carrie wasn’t reassured. If anything, her instincts sharpened. Her grip tightened.

The unease she’d felt moments ago hadn’t been imagined.

stood, the elevator was the only way out. If the nurse didn’t enter one of the nearby rooms, she’d have no choice

room remained. Carrie paused, choosing to wait. She had no intention of stepping into that confined

it go and take the next one.

the elevator alone or

much. Her caution wasn’t fear. It was survival. Kristopher’s people were still around, after all. He might have been misled by Aliza, might even resent her now—but he wouldn’t simply walk away. And Camille

a minute!” a voice

appeared, striding quickly toward the cart-pushing woman. She tapped her

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here? You grabbed the wrong medication. Come with

a beat, then turned. Her head angled slightly toward Carrie, just enough to

can’t be careless like this.” Without waiting for a reply, she took hold of the cart and wheeled it