My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 1031:

His long fingers made even the simplest tasks look effortlessly graceful. Jenesis nudged Carrie with her elbow and teased, “Daxton really is easy on the eyes.”

“Carrie, you’re lucky—you’ll have someone handsome to look at every day. With a view like this every morning, who needs breakfast?”

Across the table, Arion set a glass of milk firmly by Carrie’s hand and grumbled, “No way! Carrie, you can’t survive on eye candy alone! You have to eat properly and take care of yourself.”

Though he spoke to Carrie, his wary gaze remained locked on Daxton.

Carrie sighed, exasperated. “Arion, what are you even talking about?”

Jenesis chimed in with a laugh, “Exactly! You silly boy—don’t you know what a figure of speech is? I told you to read more, not just goof around!”

Meanwhile, Daxton placed the peeled egg neatly onto Carrie’s plate. Taking the hot towel a servant offered, he wiped his hands slowly and smiled.

“Don’t worry, Arion, even if Carrie tries to skip a meal, I’ll make sure she eats. I’ll make sure she stays plump and healthy.”

Carrie had just picked up the egg when she paused mid-bite, frowning. “Why does that sound like you’re trying to fatten me up?” she muttered.

Daxton chuckled. He reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers cool against her flushed cheek.

“Honestly,” he said quietly, “I wish you could live carefree—no worries, just eating and sleeping.”

His touch, light and brief, left a trail of heat along her skin, and her face burned scarlet.

Sensing the intimate moment, the Morrisons lowered their heads, pretending not to notice. They quietly focused on their own plates, giving the two space. To the others, Carrie’s obvious discomfort looked like simple shyness. Only Daxton, keenly attuned to her, noticed the stiffness in her shoulders.

But he pretended not to see. Instead, he lightly cupped her cheek with his palm for a moment longer—warm, gentle, unhurried.

gⱯ𝗅𝗇0ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈𝗺, 𝒲𝗁𝒾𝗇𝑒 𝓬𝓱𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝗼𝗻

Just as Carrie tensed, about to pull away, Daxton finally withdrew his hand and murmured, “You’re too thin. Eat a little more.”

After breakfast, the Morrison family wasted no time trying to push Carrie and Daxton closer together.

Jenesis casually placed two theater tickets on the table and suggested, “Daxton, I have these tickets to a play. Why not take Carrie to see it?”

Reece chimed in, “A friend of mine just opened a new fine dining restaurant—perfect for a date.”

Even Arion, though clearly reluctant, mumbled, “I ordered some fireworks a few days ago. You two can use them tonight if you want.”noveldrama

Watching the scene unfold, Daxton realized the Morrison family still didn’t know about Camille and Albin’s situation.

Before Carrie could say anything, Daxton smoothly stepped in. “Carrie needs to work on her script today. I’ll just stay here and keep her company.”

Reece’s smile faltered, and he frowned in concern. “Didn’t we agree you should be taking it easy? Writing is exhausting, Carrie. You can’t push yourself in your current state.”

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