My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 438

Chapter 438:

Their passion carried them deep into the night, the intensity between them only growing. It wasn’t until Carrie's

soft, tearful pleas broke through — her voice hoarse, her eyes glistening with unshed tears — that he finally

relented.

Kristopher moved to his side, and Carrie tugged the blanket over herself, hiding her face in the pillow. Within

moments, her breathing softened, and she drifted into a deep, much-needed sleep.

Kristopher glanced over and caught sight of her long legs peeking out from beneath the blanket, marked with

faint red traces of his passion. A smug satisfaction filled him, as though admiring a masterpiece he had created.

Gently, he pulled the blanket up to cover her entirely.

As the sky began to brighten, he leaned back against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and picked up his phone.

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Earlier that night, Albin had texted him, suggesting they meet up for drinks.

Kristopher realized that recently, aside from work, his days had been completely taken up by Carrie. It had been

quite stsince he last went out for drinks with his friends.

Although he had cut back on social outings, his life felt fuller and more meaningful. His eyes fell on Carrie, sound

asleep beside him, cocooned in the blanket with just a glimpse of her delicate face showing.

He couldn’t help but reach out to tweak her adorable nose.

She flinched, a slight frown crossing her face from the tickling sensation, but she stayed asleep. Instead of

waking, she shifted her head away from his touch, tucking her face deeper into the pillow, looking like a sleepy

kitten trying to hide.

After a brief moment of thought, he set his phone down, crushed the cigarette out in the ashtray, and slipped

under the covers next to her.

He pulled her close, and soon, he closed his eyes, letting sleep take over.

Carrie was abruptly woken up the next morning by the shrill sound of the alarm clock. As her eyes fluttered

open, the soft glow of the room told her it was still early. Just as she was about to drift back to sleep, she

checked the tand froze, realizing it was already noon.

Suddenly wide awake, she sat up quickly, her gaze falling on Kristopher, who was absorbed in his laptop on the

couch. It was then that she noticed the heavy blackout curtains drawn across the window.

“Up already?” Kristopher asked, his eyes lifting as he noticed her stir. He grabbed the remote to let the sunlight

in.

The curtains parted, and sunlight streamed in, bathing the room in a warm glow. It made Kristopher look like

someone out of a fairy tale.

Carrie tossed the covers aside, her skin still bearing the marks from the night before. She could sense

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Kristopher’s gaze on her, heavy and focused.

Kristopher caught her embarrassment and smirked. “Is there anything new here? What's there to be shy about?”

“Shy? Please, with a body like this, | could easily pull off a lingerie show!” She pouted, getting up to search for

her pajamas.

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