My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 128:

Just as Carrie was about to retreat, Kristopher noticed her presence. He swiftly concluded his call and, with purposeful strides, intercepted her. Planting his arm across her path, his voice cut through the air with sharp authority. “Wait.”

Reluctantly, Carrie halted, her gaze lifting to meet his with a resigned sigh. She pondered whether it was sheer coincidence or Kristopher’s intentional efforts that caused their paths to cross so frequently. In times past, she had yearned for glimpses of him, which were rare. Now, despite her efforts to evade him, he always seemed to be around.noveldrama

“Grandma’s birthday is at the end of the month. I’ll take you back with me,” he declared, his voice devoid of warmth, as though he were simply stating a fact.

“I’m not going,” Carrie responded, her voice gentle yet firm. “I’ve already informed her about the divorce during my last visit. There’s no point in continuing the charade of a happy couple before her. However, I will send her a gift on my own terms…”

Kristopher’s face grew chillier by the moment. “Why must you drag Grandma into our problems?” he asked sharply.

Carrie gazed at him, her eyes brimming with a helpless sorrow. “We’re talking about a divorce. Do you grasp the gravity of that? It’s not just some petty squabble. Isn’t it right to be upfront about such significant matters with the family?”

With an icy tone, Kristopher countered, “We haven’t signed any papers yet. Do you really think everyone should cater to your whims?”

“There are no whims!” Carrie responded with unwavering firmness. “A divorce is impending, whether sooner or later! It’s only fair to be truthful now, minimizing the lies, for everyone’s sake.”

She felt swamped by emotions. Striving for a joyous marriage had been tough, and now, parting ways seemed just as challenging.

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She knew Kristopher wasn’t genuinely averse to the divorce or misunderstanding her intentions. It was the loss of control that he couldn’t stomach.

Kristopher fixed her with a deep, unreadable look. “Why are you so adamant about divorcing? If it’s still about the fire, I’ve told you over and over, humbled myself with apologies. Why can’t you forgive and forget?”

A wave of despair washed over Carrie, permeating from her heart through her very veins. Kristopher consistently simplified their divorce complications to merely his absence during that crucial fire. Their union was devoid of affection, haunted by the specter of another woman, yet he constantly found ways to maneuver around the towering barriers between them.

Exhausted, Carrie averted her eyes, resigning herself to silence.

Suddenly, a thought ignited within Kristopher—a mere flicker that rapidly intensified. He pressed his palms against the wall behind Carrie, encircling her with his arms and the wall. Peering into her eyes, he posed the question he dreaded most. “Have you fallen for someone else?”

Stunned, Carrie’s mouth hung open in shock for a brief moment before she scoffed coldly. “Do you really think I’d act like you?”

Kristopher’s patience snapped, his tone escalating. “Enough of your evasive comments! Just answer me, yes or no!”

“What on earth do you think you’re doing?”

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