My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 718:

Her voice grew louder, drawing the attention of nearby passersby. “Omar, what—are you afraid of? You’ve got the entire Herrera family behind you. Don’t let her attitude intimidate you.”

Omar’s confidence began to return, bolstered by Aliza’s words. He puffed up his chest slightly, remembering the heart he carried inside him—Kristopher’s sister’s heart. That had to mean something, right?

Feeling emboldened, Omar stepped forward, his gaze flicking over Carrie in a way that made her skin crawl. “I don’t mind that you’re divorced,” he said, his tone almost self-congratulatory. “I’m open-minded—I don’t care about traditional stuff like purity. If you give me a chance, I’ll treat you really well.” Omar’s confidence grew further as he spoke. Years of pent-up frustration and hormones bubbled to the surface.

He found himself imagining things that made his breath quicken.

Carrie took a step back, instinctively distancing herself from him. She refused to dignify his words with a response.

As she turned to leave, Omar reached out to grab her hand.

The moment his fingertips made contact, Carrie recoiled as if she’d been burned. Her eyes flashed with fury, and without hesitation, she kicked him squarely in the groin. “Get lost!” she hissed.

Omar didn’t even have time to react.

But before Carrie’s kick could land with full force, a figure appeared out of nowhere, pulling Omar away just in time.

Carrie’s kick missed its target. Although she quickly retracted her leg, her balance faltered, causing her to stumble back a few steps.

Kristopher, still supporting Omar with one hand, instinctively reached out with his other to steady Carrie.

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Carrie brushed his hand away as she took a step back to regain her balance.

Her cold, piercing gaze locked onto him.

Kristopher looked away, unable to meet her eyes, and pressed his lips together tightly. Finally, he spoke, his voice strained. “Carrie, he… he’s the recipient of Lisa’s heart.”

Kristopher had just received a call from the hospital, saying that Omar had suddenly checked out. Unsure, he had come over to check, not expecting to run into Carrie.

Carrie’s expression didn’t shift. The mention of the heart—again—did nothing to soften her. She replied coldly, “He was harassing me. I’m calling the police.”

Kristopher opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Aliza stepped forward, seizing the opportunity to interject.

“Ms. Campbell,” Aliza said with a mocking smile, “my cousin was simply trying to be friendly. If you’re not interested, that’s fine, but there’s no need to escalate the situation and threaten to call the police. We all know you’re the Morrison family’s precious little princess, but that doesn’t give you the right to bully people.”noveldrama

Carrie raised an eyebrow, a cold smile playing on her lips. “Oh? And what if I do want to use my influence against you? Surely it wouldn’t be too difficult for the Morrison family to deal with the Herrera family, would it?”

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