My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1063:

Carrie and her group stepped outside. As Arion was about to retrieve the car, a sleek white vehicle glided to a stop right in front of them.

The group froze, exchanging confused glances. Then Daxton emerged from the car, his tall frame outlined by the sunlight—and in his arms, a massive bouquet of vivid magenta roses.

Freudian roses.

Carrie blinked. The memory was instant. Kristopher had once given Lise the very same flowers.

Across the parking lot, Lise was heading out. But the flash of that color—bright magenta catching the sunlight—stopped her in her tracks. Her heart clenched painfully, and for a moment, the world narrowed around her.

That bouquet… it hit her like a punch. Fragments of old memories surged forward, uninvited.

to Carrie,

like a storm, careless of what

expression unreadable, Lise turned sharply and disappeared down the corridor without a

forward, hand halfway outstretched to accept the bouquet, when a prickle crawled up her spine. Someone was watching her. It was the same chilling sensation

head instinctively, scanning the surroundings. Nothing. Only a blank stretch of wall stared back at her. But the angle… if someone were standing just behind

one foot sliding back slightly as if to move—but Daxton’s voice cut

uploaded

What are you

she turned and

investigation mode. And for what? She had no proof—just a sense. No need to stir the

logic until the unease in her chest began to settle. She reached out and took the bouquet from Daxton’s hands.