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?”

clearly not Carrie’s. “Are you looking for Ms. Campbell? She’s at the hospital… for

flustered—unsure, nervous, like she was

private call to family members unless something was wrong. His tone turned cold. “Where is Carrie?

words hit him like a punch

can’t find her!” the

the driver, “Turn around. Follow that

back into the phone, “Tell

at g aln ov

trembling as she

her firmly to alert the Morrison family immediately

driver—no ordinary chauffeur,

the call, the driver spoke up. “Mr. Norris, this road leads

Anyone who analyzed the route could predict