My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 859:

Kyson lifted Camille and carried her into the elevator. Carrie watched as the elevator doors gradually closed, and she felt the tension drain from her body.

Leaning against the elevator wall, she exhaled slowly, her nerves unwinding as a creeping fear began to settle in.

She realized she had rushed into the situation too recklessly. Without Mr. Duffy’s intervention, she and Kyson might have had to face that entire room of mercenaries on their own.

Carrie glanced at Kyson and gave him a small smile. “Kyson, I can’t thank you enough for today. If you hadn’t called Mr. Duffy, I don’t know what would have happened.”

Camille, draped over Kyson’s back, regained her composure and gently tapped his shoulder, whispering, “Kyson, I owe you big time.”

Kyson was about to clarify that he hadn’t actually called Mr. Duffy when Camille cut in.

He replied to Camille, “What are you talking about? We’re friends. Helping you is just what I’m supposed to do. There’s no need to be so formal.”

While they were talking, the elevator reached the ground floor. As the doors slid open, Carrie’s eyes locked with Kristopher’s. He was in the lobby on his phone and paused his conversation when he saw her.

He appeared to glance over her casually, but he was actually examining her closely. Relieved to see she had no new injuries since he last saw her, he let out a subtle sigh of relief.

Carrie’s gaze turned icy as she looked at Kristopher. She had tried to set aside her emotions for the moment, but his indifference was unforgivable. A woman he knew—his own brother’s girlfriend—had been in serious danger, and yet he remained unmoved. It wasn’t just a cold personality anymore; it revealed a deeper moral flaw.

Kyson followed Carrie’s gaze and noticed Kristopher as well, but he quickly looked away, murmuring, “Let’s go. My car is outside. I’ll drive you home first.”

“Okay. Camille can stay at my apartment tonight. Thanks, Kyson,” Carrie murmured, lowering her gaze as if they were alone.

As if Kristopher wasn’t even there.

As they moved past him, Kristopher instinctively stepped toward Carrie, blocking her path.

Carrie didn’t look up but shifted to the right, trying to bypass him. Surprisingly, Kristopher mirrored her movement, stepping to the right as well.

Still not making eye contact, Carrie moved left, but Kristopher did the same, continuing to block her way.noveldrama

Kyson, with Camille still on his back, stood by Carrie’s side and said firmly, “Mr. Norris, we really must be going…”

Kristopher glanced at Kyson, then back at Carrie, a slight smile forming as he spoke. “Mr. Webster, you seem to truly care for others, bearing one on your back and another in your heart.”

“What right do you have to speak about Kyson like that?” Carrie finally lost her patience. She looked directly at Kristopher and retorted, “Being heartless is one thing, but mocking others sarcastically? If everyone were as heartless as you, wouldn’t society turn into something as savage as the animal kingdom?”

Kristopher didn’t answer directly. He pressed his tongue against his back teeth, his smile widening. “Kyson? Are you so close to all men? You use his first name so familiarly. What is the nature of your relationship? Friends or something more?”

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