My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 907:

Carrie slowly lifted her head, forcing herself to meet his gaze. And the moment she did, she saw the flicker of disappointment in his eyes. She bit her lip, guilt pressing into her ribs.

But before she could say anything, Daxton took a slow breath. Then, his voice came softly. “If you’re going to reject me, then please… don’t say it yet. I don’t expect you to accept me right away,” he said, his lips tugging into the faintest smile. “But at least give me a chance to try.”

Carrie, sensing the weight of the moment, instinctively took a step back.

Daxton was looking at her too intently, his words too unwavering. She pursed her lips, hesitating before finally speaking. “Daxton, I’d like to give you the same advice that Camille once gave me.”

Her voice was quiet, yet firm. “Don’t get stuck on just one person. Look elsewhere, and you’ll find a whole world of options.” She forced a small smile, trying to sound casual. “There are plenty of other women who would be better suited for you.”

But Daxton didn’t even flinch. Instead, his gaze intensified, and the determination in his voice cut through the night air. “But I only want the one in front of me.” There was no uncertainty in his words—just quiet, absolute certainty. “Among countless choices, I only choose you.”

Carrie felt flustered, like a young girl being courted for the first time.

Before she could even think of a response, he continued. “Earlier, on the yacht, when you fell into the water… I was the one who pulled you out. I recognized you the moment I saw you. You curled up in my arms, and I realized just how light you were—as light as a child.”

The wind whispered around them. Daxton took a deep breath. “At that moment, besides feeling heartache, I was filled with regret. Regret for not being by your side all these years. Regret for letting you suffer so much alone.”

Carrie felt something tighten in her chest. She tried to turn away, but Daxton’s voice anchored her.

“Later, you chose to reconcile with Kristopher. Although it hurt, I supported your decision because it was what you wanted.” His eyes softened, as if he was reliving every moment. “I didn’t approve, but I accepted it. I even gave him a chance—because I knew if he could truly make you happy, I would never disrupt your life.”

His next words, however, carried an undeniable edge. “But the fact is, he didn’t take good care of you at all.”

Carrie’s throat went dry. Scenes from the past flashed in her mind. Daxton’s quiet support, his steady presence, the way he always looked out for her even when she didn’t realize it. Their shared memories from college, the way they had effortlessly gotten along, the way he had always put her first…

She parted her lips, wanting to say something—anything. But the words felt too heavy to push out.

No matter how rational Carrie tried to be, she couldn’t bring herself to say no to Daxton. She had no reason to reject him.

They shared common interests. They got along effortlessly. He was reliable, kind, and thoughtful. There were no scandals, no hidden agendas, no strange women from the past lurking in the shadows.

Daxton was the epitome of perfect breeding—his character, talent, knowledge, and upbringing were flawless. What reason did she have to turn him away?

The only thing holding her back was—she didn’t love him.

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