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.

fallen asleep. But neither of them said a word about what had just happened. It was

following Daxton and Carrie’s car until it faded into

shift his gaze to a well-dressed foreigner

wasn’t a random bystander. The man belonged to an elite circle of trusted operatives Kristopher had quietly built across borders. Because of

low, professional tone. “Mr. Norris, the doctor’s arrived. He just wrapped up a meeting and

clear of his own facility altogether. Rather than sending for

mind

last time at the path Carrie had taken, then turned away and silently followed his contact down the

a strange weight settling in his chest. The sterile scent of the hospital still clung to him, but the emotional toll hit harder—an odd blend of emptiness, aching remorse, and something

stirring a quiet unease he couldn’t shake. He muttered to himself, “Is there even a chance left for us?” The accident hadn’t stolen his memories forever. His

scans confirmed it. Subtle but significant, the results