My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1038:

The second nurse turned and shut the door behind them with a soft click. Her expression was sharp.

“Miss Hinks warned you not to wander off,” she said coldly. “If you’re so eager to die, go ahead. But if you drag Miss Hinks down with you, we’ll make sure you regret it.”

“I get it,” the first nurse replied flatly. She peeled off her mask and cap, letting them fall carelessly to the floor. Then, she sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette, her movements smooth and practiced.

Had Carrie stayed just a moment longer, she would have recognized her instantly. This wasn’t a middle-aged nurse at all. It was Lise—escaped from prison.

Inside the Rolls-Royce parked outside the hospital, Daxton sat in the back seat, legs crossed, a cigar resting between his fingers. His eyes, narrowed and unreadable, stared straight ahead.

Next to him, a man in a sleek black suit leaned in respectfully. “It looks like Alethea’s using Lise as a pawn to get rid of Carrie. Should we deal with Lise now or send her back to prison?”

from the cigar, exhaled a

blinked, clearly caught off

should I assign someone to watch over Ms. Campbell? To make

only care that

what Daxton meant: as long as Carrie didn’t end up dead or permanently injured, anything else—even

and cold. But those close to him knew that wasn’t entirely true. He

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couldn’t hide his confusion. He never imagined Daxton could be so

thoughts. A faint, nearly invisible smile played at the corners of his lips. “You think I’m

spine. He quickly lowered his head. “I—I wouldn’t dare

the cigar, his voice steady. “I do love Carrie. More than my own life. But she’s