My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 635:

“There are plenty of other things worth focusing on. Right now, Carrie’s piano training is more important. Stay away from these passing trends,” Luca said impatiently.

Noticing a bruise on Reece’s cheek, Kody asked, “Is that from a scuffle with Kristopher?”

“Yeah,” Reece admitted, knowing he couldn’t hide it. “He assumed I was after Carrie.”

Luca, on edge, said, “And why should Kristopher be concerned if someone admires Carrie? Does he still have feelings for her?” At Luca’s suggestion, Carrie felt her heartbeat quicken. She quickly brushed off the topic, saying, “Luca, whatever happened with Kristopher is history. We should drop it. His opinions are irrelevant now; we’re divorced. And even if he feels that way, his mother would never approve.”

With a sneer, Luca remarked, “His mother? Not exactly the brightest, is she? Dead people don’t just come back to life. Say Reece passed away and his heart ended up in some criminal—no way would I excuse their crimes just because they got his heart.”

Reece was left utterly dumbfounded. Surely Luca could have used a better figure of speech without gruesomely sentencing Reece to death in such a blunt way! Kody caught the gloom on Carrie’s face and reassured her, “Look, Carrie, there’s no need to worry. We’ve secured plenty of evidence. That woman’s wrongdoings are severe enough to imprison her for many years.”

“Dad, can we stop talking about this? I’ve barely eaten anything today and I’m really hungry. Could you have the maid prepare something simple and quick?” Reece steered the conversation elsewhere.

Kody glanced at Reece with a look of scorn. “Not only are you unable to play the piano, but despite your size and strength, you still end up losing fights and getting beaten up like this.”

Once again, Reece found himself without words.

It was frustrating that he was the one getting injured. He missed his brother, Arion Morrison. If Arion had been at home, he would have absorbed all the criticism from Grandpa and Dad.

Days passed, and Carrie arrived at the hotel designated by her company for the newcomers’ accommodation. It was here that they stayed and participated in a secluded training program.

Camille had informed her during their last conversation that today marked the initial evaluation for the new recruits, and Carrie was eager to witness the outcomes of their recent training efforts.

Located on a pedestrian-only street, the hotel required vehicles to stop at the front entrance. Carrie had to walk two blocks to reach it.

Wearing sunglasses and a mask, she hadn’t gone far before sensing someone trailing her.

Despite usually carrying pepper spray after several unsettling incidents, her recent sense of security with the Morrison family had made her forget it this time.

Amidst the bustling surroundings in the city center, she reassured herself that the risk of severe crimes like robbery or abduction was low. It was likely just a creepy stalker.

With this in mind, she hastened her steps, verging on a run as she made her way toward the safety of the hotel.

Unexpectedly, the person behind her also started to run. Her heart raced, and without turning back, she dashed toward the hotel, her pace quickening to a full sprint.

arrie rushed toward the hotel entrance, her mind racing. She spotted a security guard nearby and was just about to call out for help when a voice, warm and clear, stopped her in her tracks. “Carrie?”

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