My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 906:

Before Carrie could answer, he added in a half-teasing tone, “You don’t get much exercise. And isn’t today’s heatstroke proof of that?”

Carrie let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “Alright. I’ll go change my clothes.”

As she turned to leave, Daxton’s voice followed her. “It’s cool outside—wear something warmer.”

When Carrie emerged from her room, she was dressed in a simple gray sports outfit. Just as she stepped out, she saw Daxton—who had also changed into something nearly identical.

Their eyes met. And, without a word, they smiled.

Carrie grabbed a face mask, slipping it on out of habit. Daxton picked up a bottle of water and fell into step beside her as they walked out of the apartment.

They strolled at a slow, unhurried pace, letting the cool night breeze guide them.

For the first time, Carrie really took in the neighborhood. The modern skyscrapers stood tall against the sky, but here and there, older buildings had been preserved. A blend of past and present, woven together seamlessly.

“Daxton.” She broke the silence, glancing at him. “You’ve been really busy lately. How did you find time for a walk today?”

Hearing this, Daxton turned his head, his eyes landing on her. The glow from the streetlamp reflected in his gaze, making his eyes seem deeper, brighter in the darkness.

Carrie felt flustered under his stare. She quickly looked away, her gaze dropping to the paving stones beneath their feet.

But before she could say anything else, Daxton reached out and took her hand.

𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗀ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀꞉ⅽ𝗈𝗆

His palm was warm—his grip firm yet gentle. The night breeze carried a chill, but suddenly, her cheeks felt hot.

Startled, she instinctively tried to pull away. But Daxton’s grip tightened slightly, keeping her from moving.

He stopped walking and turned to face her fully. “If I don’t start making an effort now, you might become someone else’s girlfriend.” His voice was calm, but there was something intensely serious about the way he said it. “I already lost my chance with you in college,” he continued. “I fell behind Kristopher back then. This time, I won’t let Kyson get ahead of me.”

Carrie could feel the burning gaze above her head, and she didn’t dare to meet his eyes.

She could see their shoes, barely a breath apart. She swallowed hard, then whispered, “Daxton… you know I was married once. And I lost the ability to be a mother.”

“So what?” His grip on her didn’t loosen—if anything, it grew firmer. “I like you. That’s all that matters.” His voice was steady, sure. “If we can’t have children, then we won’t. We’ll live a life for just the two of us.” He shrugged lightly. “It’s not like I have a legacy that requires an heir.”

Carrie felt her heart clench. She could hear her own heartbeat, loud and unsteady.

She wasn’t naive. She knew how rare it was to find a man like this—one who could overlook her past. One who could accept her completely, flaws and all.

And yet—she still pulled away.

This time, Daxton let her go.noveldrama

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