My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 861:

Britton glanced at Kristopher’s pallid face before quickly explaining, “I don’t actually know you. It was Mr. Norris who summoned me here.”

Carrie froze at this revelation, casting a questioning look toward Kyson. Noting Britton’s candor, Kyson admitted, “I encountered Mr. Duffy on my way here today. I don’t know who contacted him.”

Carrie instinctively gripped the hem of her clothes before releasing it, her composure returning. “Call his fiancée,” she stated calmly before walking away.

Kyson observed her retreating figure, hesitated momentarily, then followed.

From her position on Kyson’s back, Camille slowly turned her head, her gaze lingering on Kristopher’s hunched form.

She vividly remembered his cold indifference when she had been at her most desperate—yet now she learned that he had summoned help for her after all.noveldrama

At that moment, her fixed perception of Kristopher began to shift. Perhaps none of them had ever truly understood this enigmatic man.

Carrie kept walking without hesitation.

Recalling Kristopher’s earlier indifference, she found it hard to believe he would have gone out of his way to ask Britton to save Camille. Perhaps it was merely a coincidence—maybe he had called Britton for some other reason?

Camille, under the impression that Kristopher had orchestrated her rescue, now felt guilty, believing Carrie still misunderstood him. After much deliberation, Camille called out to the figure ahead.

“Carrie, why don’t you give him a chance?”

Carrie stopped but didn’t turn around.

Camille hesitated, then added, “Remember that dramatic soap opera we watched? The one where the male lead had brain surgery, and when he woke up, the female lead playfully slapped him—and he died right after? Maybe Kristopher has some memory issues from something similar. You did just slap him…”

The implication was clear: if anything happened to Kristopher, Carrie might bear some responsibility.

Carrie turned to look back just as Kristopher, seemingly regaining his composure, straightened up with the help of Britton’s shoulder.

Their eyes met.

At that moment, Camille tapped Kyson’s shoulder, asking him to set her down. She approached Carrie, took her hand, and suggested, “Let’s go thank Kristopher together, okay?”

Camille was torn. She believed Carrie and Kristopher should avoid contact after their divorce, yet she acknowledged that Kristopher had played a role in her rescue. The misunderstanding between him and Carrie tonight stemmed from her situation, and Carrie had even struck him.

She feared that if Kristopher were to suffer any consequences, Carrie’s nature would lead her to blame herself.

Carrie paused, gently withdrew her hand, and murmured, “You go ahead, I’ll wait for you outside.”

Although they were some distance apart, Kristopher couldn’t see Carrie’s face clearly, but he could sense the chill emanating from her.

Indeed, she seemed utterly indifferent.

Britton stood next to Kristopher, feeling a chill down his spine. It was the first time he had seen a woman disregard Kristopher so completely.

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