My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1062:

As the crowd’s attention shifted elsewhere, Kristopher stole a brief, conflicted glance in Carrie’s direction.

A strange feeling gnawed at his gut—this wasn’t over. Somehow, he sensed Carrie wouldn’t let things go easily. Aliza might soon face consequences.

Kristopher no longer pitied Aliza. Ever since he’d seen her true nature, he’d felt detached. Now, he was almost curious—eager, even—to see how Carrie would strike back.

Freed from the influence of his mother, Billie, he found Carrie to be a far more compelling woman. She never schemed maliciously, but when wronged, she always stood her ground. She retaliated with equal force, neither compromising her values nor backing down. For the first time in a long while, he began to understand why he had once cared for her.

But that realization also brought a flicker of remorse. He remembered how Carrie had taken care of him when he was sick. If their roles had been reversed, Kristopher wasn’t sure he would’ve done the same.

shadowed corner of the audience, Lise lowered her head and pulled on her mask, her eyes locked on Carrie with seething hatred. To her, Carrie was supposed to be a tragic figure—abandoned by her father, unloved by Kristopher. She should have had

losing Kristopher, Carrie had become the cherished heiress of the Morrison family in Isonridge, rising even higher in status. And despite the plagiarism accusation, people

had lost his memory and was now fully devoted to Aliza. But

this wasn’t it. If he truly loved Aliza, he

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past? Still, Lise had no intention of letting Carrie go unpunished. She had lost everything—her freedom, her dignity—and

no money, no means of escape, and even her once impeccable looks had deteriorated under the harsh conditions of prison. But none of that mattered now. All she wanted was to drag Carrie—the woman she blamed for destroying her life—down into the

leaned on Alethea to sneak into the Music Association, hoping to witness Carrie’s public downfall. But Aliza had been utterly useless. Even with luck on her side

to take control herself. Carrie’s current success meant nothing. The last time, at the wedding, she’d only managed to cause a miscarriage. This time, she intended to go further—she would see to it that both Carrie and her unborn child died. Her gaze locked on Carrie’s gently rounded belly, her eyes cold and sharp with murderous

had warned her at the hospital—she couldn’t afford to be seen, not now. This time, there could be no mistakes. There was