My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1097:

Daxton’s fingers tapped lightly against the glass as he stared off, deep in thought.

Elsewhere, Kristopher was sitting in the car, planning to run a few errands, when he passed by a medical waste disposal truck on the road. The truck’s window was down, and he happened to catch a few words from the driver and his buddy—”Woman,” “Beautiful,” “Such a pity.”

It sent a jolt through his chest.

Kristopher wasn’t the overly sensitive type, but when he got a gut feeling like this—it usually meant something bad was about to happen. A few times abroad, instincts like this had saved his life.

He glanced again at the truck. On the side, the name of a private gynecology hospital was printed—the same one Camille had mentioned recently.

She’d said Carrie was going there for prenatal check-ups.

His stomach tightened. He pulled out his phone and called Carrie. The call connected after a few rings, and he breathed a sigh of relief, asking, “Where are you?”

A woman’s voice came on, clearly not Carrie’s. “Are you looking for Ms. Campbell? She’s at the

flustered—unsure, nervous, like she

up a private call to family members unless

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can’t find her!” the maid

He snapped at the driver, “Turn around. Follow that

back into the

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stammered through her explanation, voice trembling as she recounted

family immediately and

chauffeur, but a former special forces soldier—began to

as Kristopher ended the call, the driver spoke up. “Mr. Norris, this road leads to the seaside. Want me to have some men

too obvious. Anyone who analyzed the