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.

a word about what had just happened. It was as if Kristopher had never

Daxton and Carrie’s car until it

the vehicle vanished did he shift his gaze to a well-dressed foreigner standing a short distance

wasn’t a random bystander. The man belonged to an elite circle of trusted operatives Kristopher had quietly built across borders. Because of his amnesia, which made him wary of those

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

Kristopher had arranged the consultation at a standard hospital under the guise of a joint medical project, steering clear of his own facility altogether. Rather than sending for

your mind wander with

had taken, then turned away and

scent of the hospital

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 condition was

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