My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 772

Chapter 772:

The bold design revealed her back and waist, her skin glowing with a youthful radiance that belied her age.

“Aunt Jenesis, you're absolutely stunning,” Carrie remarked with genuine admiration.

Jenesis turned toward Carrie, her eyes softening with maternal affection.

“You're the true beauty here, dear. With such natural gifts, you must nurture them while you're young. Why not

joinfor the treatment?”

“Perhaps another time,” Carrie murmured, sinking deeper into the soothing water, her voice heavy with

contentment.

Earlier, the rain had caught her at the entrance, chilling her to the bone. Now that warmth had finally penetrated

her muscles, she was reluctant to leave the comfort of the spring.

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“You little dreamer,” Jenesis chided fondly.

After walking a few steps, she paused.

“Marina will be joining us later.”

“Alright,” Carrie responded absently, resting her head against the pool's edge and closing her eyes.

Submerged in the warm water, her thoughts inevitably drifted to Kristopher’s condition.

The suddenness of his memory loss left her reeling, as if trapped in ssurreal dream.

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She wondered about his well-being, whether any memories had surfaced in these past days.

Reece's assurances about Kristopher’s condition offered scomfort—her cousin wouldn't deceive her. Surely

this amnesia was temporary.

Steam rose around her in delicate wisps. Lost in contemplation, the heat and humidity lulled her into a drowsy

state, dulling her awareness of her surroundings.

The sudden opening of the door jolted her eyes open.

There stood Kristopher, his expression unreadable.

His white shirt hung slightly open at the collar, revealing pronounced collarbones that hinted at recent weight

loss.

Startled fully awake, Carrie instinctively moved to cover herself before realizing the futility of the gesture.

Her conservative swimsuit, with its high neckline, left only her arms and legs exposed.

A flash of revulsion crossed Kristopher’s features, as though her modest reaction offended him.

Carrie's fingers stiffened before she awkwardly lowered her hands.

Kristopher stood still, watching her in silence.

The dim lighting cast shadows over his sharp features, while the humid air clung to their skin, intensifying the

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tension between them.

Her cheeks carried a faint flush—not just from the heat, but from the uncomfortable helplessness flickering in her

cold gaze. Kristopher felt something unfamiliar stir inside him. A sudden, raw need to claim her.

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