My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 696:

Kristopher countered with a nostalgic tone, “They say even a brief relationship deserves lasting feelings. We shared over two years as husband and wife; that bond isn’t severed by mere paperwork.” He leaned in, his voice softening.

Flustered by his closeness and the implied intimacy, Carrie found herself at a loss for words.

“Daxton, please step in.” Daxton moved forward, positioning Carrie protectively behind him.

Kristopher scoffed, rising to his full height, his fingers tightening around Aliza’s wrist in a grip fueled by frustration.

Aliza exclaimed in pain, “Mr. Norris, that hurts! Please, let go!”

Snapped out of his daze by her cry, Kristopher looked down and noticed his hold on Aliza.

With a look of disgust, he released her wrist as if discarding something awful. Approaching, Oliver extended a wet wipe to Kristopher, who accepted it and scrubbed his hands meticulously.

Aliza’s gaze toward Carrie was filled with bitterness.noveldrama

Carrie, maintaining a face of indifference, appeared unaffected by the situation. She hadn’t sought Kristopher’s intervention.

Meanwhile, Marina observed the unfolding drama, her brother calmly sipping tea on the couch.

Frustrated, Marina called out, “Bro, can’t you see Carrie’s in trouble? Why just sit there? Act!”

Kyson leisurely finished his tea and murmured, “Why has everyone gathered around such a tiny doorway?”

Before Marina could respond, Carrie whispered, “It’s too crowded. I won’t be in the way here.” She then walked back to the sofa and took a seat. Marina paused in astonishment. Then she gave Kyson a thumbs-up, showing her approval. As she did, she admired her brother’s ability to remain calm and adaptable in any situation.

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Near the door, Kristopher and Daxton exchanged glances. Kristopher smirked and said, “She didn’t pick you either. At least she was once with me, but she would never choose you— not then, not now.”

Daxton stayed silent, though his eyes reflected a cold resolve, as if words were unnecessary. “Everyone has their history. Don’t cling to a moment as though it lasts forever.”

Kristopher laughed dismissively. “Better to have been together once than never at all.”

Feeling the tension escalating between the two, Marina discreetly moved back to the sofa.

Kristopher turned to Aliza, his voice cold. “This is the last time. You must stay away from Carrie, or I’ll sever ties with your father.”

Aliza began to speak, her voice trembling. “I—”

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