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My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

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Chapter 823

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One of them—the shorter one—was Lise. He recognized her frame, her posture.

But the other woman... Something inside him whispered a name. Carrie.

He knew Lise was believed to be the recipient of his sister Lisa's heart. He also knew that he had made the error

that led to that misunderstanding. The true recipient was Aliza’s cousin.

But what connection did Lise and Carrie have? Why would they be shopping together? And why—of all things—

would they purchase the sdress? Even stranger, why was Carrie causing a scene? Yelling at people?

The confusion gnawed at him, sending his mind spiraling into another memory—one far more dangerous. The

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Morrison family’s reunion banquet. The moment he lost control. The moment his lips had crashed onto Carrie's in

a fevered, possessive kiss.

Why did he always feel such a strong pull toward Carrie? It wasn’t normal. It wasn’t rational. Could it be the

residual effects of habitual physical memory—a subconscious reaction from their two years of marriage?

The question had haunted him for days.

Kristopher had always been a man of extraordinary self-discipline. He had never been ruled by carnal desire,

never the type to lose control over a woman. He believed that the mind was the master of the body, that true

success cfrom discipline—from restraint. Yet, tand tagain, Carrie had unraveled that discipline. She

made him lose control. She made him act against his very nature.

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His head began to throb. The fragmented images in his mind flickered—chaotic, overlapping with reality. The

pain surged like a tidal wave, crushing him from within.

His fingers trembled. His phone slipped from his grasp, hitting the floor. The screen shattered instantly, cracks

spiderwebbing across the glass.

Kristopher didn’t even register the loss. Pain exploded behind his eyes, sharp and searing. His entire body tensed

as he doubled over, his hands clutching his head.

A voice, distant and frantic, broke through the haze. “Kristopher! Kristopher, are you okay? Is your head aching

again?” It was Aliza.

She crouched beside him, her hands trembling as she dug through her bag in search of his painkillers.

“Water! Someone getwater!” she barked at the sales associate.

The saleswoman, momentarily stunned, quickly snapped into action. Within seconds, a glass of water was placed

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in Aliza’s outstretched hands.

She popped the pills into Kristopher’s mouth, then lifted the glass to his lips. “Honey, take this. You'll feel better

after the medicine kicks in.” Her voice sounded distant, like an echo from another world.

His vision blurred as reality and the chaotic images in his mind overlapped.

His hands shook as he reached for the water, missing twice before he finally managed to grasp it. Even then,

most of it spilled down his chest before he could swallow the pills.

He must have looked utterly pathetic.

The medicine worked quickly, dulling the worst of the pain. Slowly, his breathing steadied, and the dizziness

faded. But as he cback to his senses, he becaware of the silent stares around him.

The admiration in the eyes of the women who had been watching him earlier had disappeared, replaced by

hesitation, wariness, even fear. They stepped back, as if worried that he would suddenly lash out.