My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 642:noveldrama

As he stood there, visibly crestfallen, Carrie smiled warmly, breaking the silence. “Arion, we meet again.”

Reece’s brows shot up in surprise. “Wait, you two know each other?”

“Oh, it’s nothing special,” Arion interjected quickly, stepping in front of Carrie with an exaggeratedly casual air. His eyes darted meaningfully toward her, practically begging her not to spill the truth.

“We just, uh, bumped into each other on the street earlier.” Trying to maintain his composure, Arion zipped up his jacket to conceal the large, bold signature emblazoned on his expensive T-shirt.

Carrie smiled knowingly but decided to play along. “That’s right. We just passed each other. His silver hair is hard to miss.”

Now that she thought about it, the resemblance was undeniable. Arion’s features were strikingly similar to Reece’s, though the former’s trendy attire gave him a completely different vibe.

Luca, however, was less than impressed. He let out a heavy sigh, crossing his arms as he eyed Arion with disdain. “I’ll never understand how someone like you ended up in the Morrison family. You dress like a street punk every day. And that ridiculous toy on your shoulder! You’re almost thirty—you should be settling down, not playing with things meant for children.”

Arion puffed up indignantly. “Grandpa, are you losing it? I’m not even twenty-five yet!” He was only a few months older than Carrie.

“That’s beside the point,” Luca snapped, his sharp gaze unyielding. “What matters is that your cousin Carrie is moving in with us today. You’d better take good care of her.”

Arion was quick to adapt, his face breaking into a wide grin as the idea of having a cousin sank in. He stepped forward and made an exaggerated bow. “You don’t even need to say it, Grandpa! Carrie’s the treasure of the Morrison family now, and I’ll treat her like it.” He straightened and placed a hand over his heart, his tone becoming increasingly ridiculous. “I’ll handle her with the utmost care. I’ll do whatever she says. I’ll obey her every word without question. If she tells me to…”

Before he could finish his absurd declaration, Carrie burst into laughter, clamping a hand over his mouth. “Alright, that’s enough!”

The room erupted into laughter, the atmosphere warm and joyful as the family settled into their newfound dynamic.

Arion, having missed the earlier conversations, was bursting with curiosity. He insisted on bringing everyone back to the living room to discuss Carrie’s past.

Luca frowned, his stern expression emphasizing his disapproval. “What’s there to talk about? It’s late, and she works hard every day. A girl needs her rest to stay healthy and vibrant.”

Unfazed, Arion argued, “Young people these days are night owls. Staying up late is the norm. Instead of hiding under the covers playing on her phone, why not gather as a family, have coffee, and chat?”

Kody shot him a cold glance. “Don’t you have better things to do? If not, go practice the piano. Your talent is rare. Don’t let it go to waste.”

Carrie couldn’t help but smile at her family’s protectiveness. She spoke up to ease the tension. “It’s okay. The past is the past. When I talk about it now, it feels like it happened in another lifetime.”

Her calm tone shifted the mood, but Arion noticed the weight behind her words. He glanced at Reece, mouthing silently, “Bro, was her past really that bad?”

Reece responded with a deadpan look, as if Arion were a complete idiot.

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