My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 615:

“Jenesis? Aunt Jenesis?” Reece’s eyes lit up at the name.

Luca chuckled. “It seems family bonds truly are unbreakable.” Pulling out his phone, Luca declared, “I’ll call Jenesis right now and ask her to take good care of you.”

Reece sighed, rubbing his forehead in exasperation. “Grandpa, Aunt Jenesis is still teaching. It’s the middle of her class.”

“Teaching? What could be more important than Carrie’s matters?” Luca replied dismissively, his finger hovering over the dial. Reece turned to Carrie with a helpless smile. “Carrie, only you can talk him out of this.”

At first, Carrie had assumed meeting distant relatives would be nothing more than a formality. Yet, in just a few minutes, her perspective shifted completely. She could feel the Morrison family’s genuine care for her, and it touched her deeply.

Warmth filled her heart, but there was also a pang of regret. If only her grandparents were still alive to witness this moment of acceptance—perhaps it would have soothed some of the pain from the Campbell family’s mistreatment.

Following Reece’s lead, Carrie turned to Luca with a gentle smile. “Luca, let’s not disturb Jenesis’s work. My matters can wait.”

After a brief pause, Luca sighed and put his phone away.

Kody, who had been quiet until now, spoke thoughtfully. “We spent years searching for my uncle, only to find out he’s gone. And now, we’ve found Carrie, the only one left from his family. We’ve also learned a little about her past from Daxton. Both the Campbell and Norris families treated her unfairly. It’s time to change that narrative.”

He looked at Luca and said firmly, “We should hold a formal celebration to let everyone know Carrie is the princess of the Morrison family. Let’s see who dares to mess with her now!”

In a sprawling 500-square-meter apartment in the heart of the city, Kristopher sat silently in the corner of the sofa. The glow of the city’s nightscape outside the floor-to-ceiling windows cast faint reflections across the room, but he remained shrouded in shadows. His expression was unreadable, and the cold aura radiating from him seemed to suffocate the air around him.

From the bedroom, Lise emerged reluctantly, draped in a white silk nightgown. She forced a weak smile as she approached. “Kristopher, sorry to keep you waiting,” she said softly. “The pills I take keep increasing.”

She clutched her phone tightly, its residual warmth grounding her as she strolled toward Kristopher. Instead of sitting beside him as she normally would, she chose the solitary armchair opposite him.

Kristopher sat up straight and placed a sleek card on the table between them. “There’s fifty million on this card,” he said coldly. “I’ve arranged a house, medical care, and a full team of caregivers for you abroad. This money is for your living expenses.”

Lise’s lips trembled slightly. She forced out her response. “You promised to let me stay before finishing the current treatment.”

Kristopher’s gaze remained fixed on the table. His voice was sharp and unyielding. “I let it slide when you harmed Carrie before because, back then, your actions didn’t cause real damage. But this time, you’ve gone too far. You killed my baby and caused Carrie’s grandmother’s death. Any one of those actions deserves punishment.”

He flexed his fingers against his knee, his tone growing colder. “This is not the time for negotiations, Lise. Be grateful for the heart inside you—Lisa’s heart, which saved your life. You have no right to cause more destruction with it.”

Lise stood abruptly, moving to sit beside Kristopher. Her fingers reached out tentatively, resting lightly on his forearm. Her voice was tinged with desperation. “Kristopher… Do you really feel nothing for me? Nothing at all?”noveldrama

Kristopher raised his head, his dark eyes meeting hers. The disappointment in his gaze pierced her. “Lisa’s heart inside someone as malicious as you is a tragic waste.”

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