My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 755

Chapter 755

Chapter 755:

Carrie met his gaze, her tone soft but resolute.

“I don’t sympathize with him, Reece. He causedto lose my child. No matter how tragic his story might be, it

doesn’t excuse his actions. Love shouldn't cat the cost of another person's life.”

Seeing Carrie's clear sense of right and wrong, Reece was pleased.

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, his touch a quiet promise of support.

“Don’t worry,” he said gently.

“I've reached out to herbal medicine experts in Isonridge, ones Melany and our family trust.

They'll help with your recovery. I've already prepared a fresh batch of the ointment that worked for you before.”

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Carrie nodded, her smile faint but sincere.

“Thank you, Reece. But I'm not worried. With Lise already in custody, my revenge is nearly complete. Once that

chapter closes, I'll be free to focus on my career.” A spark of determination lit her eyes as she continued, “I've

just stepped back into the entertainment industry. I've filmed one , a few commercials—but | want to try

new roles while | still can. | also want to give up-and-coming talent a fair chance, to protect them from losing

opportunities to those with money or influence, like | once did.” She paused, her smile tinged with regret.

If Kristopher knew the truth about Lise’s father, about everything he had sacrificed for her, how would he feel?

The thought weighed heavily on her.

The truth, so cruel and ironic, had unraveled only after their relationship had fallen apart.

If they'd known sooner, could they have avoided the pain, the divorce? She struggled to find the words to

describe the cruel irony of it all. In the end, the only explanation that made sense was that they were never

meant to be.

The following morning, Carrie awoke from a night full of disturbed, uneasy dreams, caught in a nightmare where

the lines between the past and present blurred together.

The nightmare culminated in a deafening explosion, with Kristopher’s smile swallowed by fierce, roaring flames.

Carrie shot up from her bed, drenched in cold sweat, her heart racing. Reaching for the remote, she pulled open

the curtains, allowing bright sunlight to pour into the room.

The warmth of the sun began to calm the lingering fear that clung to her from the dream.

Carrie grabbed her phone and noticed it was already mealtime. She tossed the covers aside and checked her

ankle.

There was no redness, swelling, or sign of the sprain. She moved it around, feeling no pain at all.

Wanting to thank Kyson, she opened WhatsApp, only to realize she didn’t have his contact information. After a

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brief pause, she thought of a solution. She tapped Marina's profile picture and typed a quick message:

“Could you please thank your brother for me? The herbal remedy he gavecompletely healed my sprained

ankle.”

Not waiting for a reply, Carrie locked her phone and got out of bed. She made her way to the bathroom for a

swift wash-up. Once refreshed, she headed to the dining room for breakfast.

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