My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 810

Chapter 810:

Daxton waved his hand dismissively.

“It’s not that I'm homeless. | want to live here, with you.”

“Huh?!” Carrie's mouth fell open in shock.

“How is it that you're speaking English, and I still can’t understand what you're saying?” She forced a smile and

asked, “Daxton, are you playing a prank on me? Has your toverseas caused a distance between us? Am |

missing the newest jokes from abroad?”

Daxton shyly scratched the back of his head and explained with a smile, “I was on a flight all day. My mind’s a bit

scrambled, and I'm not really making sense. Here's the deal. My mom is pressuringto get married.

| told her | was seeing someone, but she didn’t believeand wanted to check things out in Isonridge herself.

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So, | was hoping you could act as my girlfriend for a bit while | stay here. When she returns home, I'll move out.”

Carrie let out a relieved breath and quickly agreed, “No problem at all.

There's plenty of room here. I'll have the maid tidy up the guest room for you later.”

“There's no need for that. I'll clean it myself. I'm not used to having people wait on me.” Daxton gave her a

thankful look.

“I really appreciate this. | was too shy to ask.”

Carrie waved it off casually.

“What's the big deal? You've helpedsignificantly before; this is nothing. Plus, I'm glad to help.”

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To Daxton, Carrie's last words seemed to suggest she was eager to repay his past kindness and clear up any

debt she thought existed between them.

A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly masked it with a grateful smile.

“You've really been a great help. You can’t imagine how much pressure my family is putting onto marry.”

As he spoke, as if just catching up with a friend, Carrie let out another sigh of relief. It appeared Daxton really no

longer harbored romantic feelings for her; otherwise, he would have used this moment to confess his feelings

Carrie toyed with the rim of her glass, carefully considering her words before speaking.

“It's the perfect age for you to settle down, Daxton,” she said, her voice light yet thoughtful.

“If you marry now, you and your wife can have a few years—just the two of you—before kids calong. And

trust me, waiting too long only invites endless pressure from family.”

The mention of children no longer carried the weight it once did.

The Morrison family had exhausted every effort to find a cure for her condition, but no miracle had surfaced. She

had made peace with it. Life wasn’t just about love, family, or motherhood.

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Perhaps her purpose lay elsewhere—in a career, in making her own mark.

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