My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1115

“Smash!” A thunderous bang jolted the room as the door was kicked wide open, sending Carrie’s head snapping up in alarm.

Her eyes flew wide.

There, framed in the doorway, stood a pair of eyes she would recognize anywhere.

Kristopher’s eyes burned with a fierce, stormy rage, danger seething beneath the surface. Only when he caught sight of Carrie did that lethal glare soften, if only a fraction.

He lingered in the doorway, backlit so his face was cast in shadow, sharp angles and cold resolve lending him an air of icy menace.

Carrie froze, caught off guard, her mind momentarily blanking out the fact that she was still trapped in the kidnapper’s grasp.

a hallucination. The evening outside had settled into darkness, and the faint halo behind him

for her. He had come to deliver retribution, a guardian god,

or Lise to walk in, he looked up only to find a complete stranger blocking the exit. Something about the newcomer unsettled him deeply. He hadn’t even moved, yet the chill in the

reassuring himself. The guy looked like a spoiled rich kid,

squared his shoulders, forced his features into a menacing scowl, and said, “Who the hell are

said nothing. He simply advanced—one

vain for anything that could be used as a weapon. With nothing to defend himself, his only choice was to clamp his arm tighter around Carrie’s neck, inching backward in retreat. His voice rose, ragged with fear.

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his gaze downward—a chain, splattered with blood, landed at his feet. Recognition hit instantly.

kept everyone else brave. With him around, tormenting Carrie had felt safe. But if he’d known Kristopher would show up, he would never have

her gaze back to Kristopher. Even if his memory was missing, there