My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1070:

As though Kristopher were nothing more than scenery, Daxton slipped his arm around her shoulders and gently steered her toward the sidewalk.

The car rolled up just in time. He pulled the door open and stepped aside so she could climb in first.

Once she was settled, he followed her into the backseat and shut the door behind them. The window rolled down about a third of the way as Daxton glanced back.

Kristopher remained beneath the tree, unmoving, watching them leave. For just a second, their eyes locked—no words, no gestures. And then the car eased into traffic, breaking that line of sight.

When Daxton looked over again, he saw Carrie with her eyes shut, head tilted slightly toward the window.

But neither of them said a word about what had just happened. It was as if Kristopher had never been

eyes following Daxton and Carrie’s car until it faded into the chaos of

after the vehicle vanished did he shift his gaze to a well-dressed

a random bystander. The man belonged to an elite circle of trusted operatives Kristopher had quietly built across borders. Because of

Norris, the doctor’s arrived. He just wrapped

of his own facility altogether. Rather than sending for the doctor, he chose discretion.

mind

path Carrie had taken, then turned

of the hospital still clung to him, but the emotional toll

himself, “Is there even a chance left for us?” The accident hadn’t stolen his memories forever. His condition was treatable, temporary even—if only Aliza hadn’t kept

drugs had chipped away at his mind, and today’s scans confirmed it. Subtle but significant, the results pointed to early signs of brain