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My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 941
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Chapter 941: Then, without a word, he flipped the empty glass upside down, giving it a small shake before setting it on a nearby table.

Carrie frowned slightly. She didn't understand what he was doing, but at that moment, between a stranger and Kristopher, her instincts still leaned toward Kristopher.

So, she swallowed the question lingering on the tip of her tongue and remained silent beside him. Kristopher's sharp gaze swept over her, pausing when he noticed the suit jacket draped over her legs.

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Without hesitation, he reached over, grabbed the jacket, and tossed it back toward the man. His expression remained impassive as he spoke.

"Sir, we've finished our drinks. Thank you for your kindness. I'll take Carrie inside now. The Morrison family is looking for her." The man's initial reaction was irritation, his lips parting as if to demand who Kristopher thought he was. But the moment Kristopher mentioned the Morrison family, his expression darkened slightly. After a beat, he retrieved his jacket, responding coolly, "Okay." Carrie, unwilling to offend anyone, offered a polite smile.

"Thank you for the jacket. Since you're a good friend of my uncle's, maybe you can visit sometime. I'll cook a couple of dishes for you to try." At this, the man's stiff demeanor relaxed slightly. He smiled faintly, his tone turning more amicable.

"Then I must take you up on that offer when I get the chance, Ms. Campbell." Just as Carrie was about to respond, Kristopher suddenly seized her wrist and yanked her to her feet. Chapter data pulled from ☐☐lnov|lsHer eyes widened in surprise, irritation flaring up immediately. Ignoring her reaction, Kristopher shrugged off his own suit jacket and wrapped it around her waist, tying it firmly before pulling her forward. They had barely stepped off the terrace when Carrie wrenched her wrist free.

Kristopher let out a cold sneer.

"What's wrong? Are you upset that I interrupted your little flirtation?" His voice dripped with mockery. "What else would you have done if I—" Hadn't shown up? Cook for him? Maybe invite him over for a private meal?" He repeated her words back to her with biting sarcasm.

"You're quite generous with your attentiveness—for a complete stranger." Carrie had been willing to let things go-after all, Kristopher had technically saved her from an uncomfortable situation. But the way he spoke now, the sheer condescension in his tone, made her blood boil. She hadn't expected his so-called rescue to turn into yet another infuriating confrontation.

Every second spent with him made her want to pry his mouth open and see if he'd choke on his own venomous words.

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Without a word, she untied the suit jacket around her waist and flung it back at him.

"Mr. Norris," she said icily, "it's funny how your memory is selective. You've forgotten everything important, but somehow, your nosy habits remain intact." Her gaze was sharp as she continued, "We're no longer together. Shouldn't you be busy playing the devoted fiancé? Who I'm with has nothing to do with you. Why do you keep interfering in my life?" Kristopher stiffened. The accusation struck something deep within him, something he didn't fully understand. Why did he lose control every the encountered Carrie? Why did he always act so out of character when it cto her? Avoiding her gaze, he quickly masked the flicker of panic behind his usual cold arrogance.

"If you weren't dating Daxton, I wouldn't care about your personal affairs," he said, his tone clipped Then, as if grasping for justification, he added, "Your reckless behavior affects more than just you. It could damage the Norris Group's stock prices." Carrie didn't doubt that he meant it. Kristopher had always been someone who prioritized his own interests. With one exception. Lise.

No-two exceptions now. Aliza.

Tonight's cocktail party had been organized for Isonridge's elite tom establish connections with the Hinks family: Kristopher and Aliza had no reason to be on the guest list.

In fact, she hadn't seen either of them in the banquet hall at Kristopher had er had studdatenhall at all, Yen appeared before her. Had he been secretly following her? The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became. Kristopher Norris wasn't here by chance.