My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 65:

Carrie’s voice broke the heavy silence, firm yet tinged with the intensity of the moment. “Let go of me!”

Her words cut through the howling wind, which whipped her tousled hair further into disarray and caused rainwater to trail down her cheeks, amplifying her already fragile and pitiful demeanor.

Kristopher ignored her, swiftly freeing one hand to slam the car door shut, his icy gaze never leaving hers. “If you’re so eager to meet your demise, at least choose a method that’s not so messy. Jumping from a moving vehicle will likely leave you crippled rather than dead. You’d only inflict pain upon yourself and inconvenience us in the process.”

Carrie’s response was icy, her voice slicing through the tension. “Rest assured, Mr. Norris, once you’ve signed the divorce papers, I won’t need your concern, even if I am left crippled.”

Observing her defiant expression, Kristopher’s patience snapped. He leaned in abruptly and kissed her forcefully, cutting off her words and imposing his will to silence her.

From the driver’s seat, Oliver caught the abrupt interaction in the rearview mirror. His initial shock was quickly overridden by professional instincts. Without hesitation, he lowered the partition between the front and back seats, granting them privacy in the enclosed space of the car.

The kiss was aggressive and domineering, a clear attempt by Kristopher to dominate and subdue her will. Carrie felt a surge of humiliation and helplessness wash over her as she tried to push him away. The significant difference in their physical strength left her struggling ineffectively.

Throughout their two-year marriage, Carrie had often fantasized about true intimacy with him, but their reality had been starkly different. Their conjugal life had been uniformly dull, with the few nights spent in the same bed occurring only after she had fallen asleep. Even then, Kristopher would always bring his own blanket, maintaining a cold distance.noveldrama

His detachment and disinterest had always made her yearn for more, filling her with a deep and lingering sense of rejection whenever she dared to hope for closeness. Once upon a time, Carrie had attempted to stir the flames of passion. She had purchased an alluring piece of lingerie, having heard rumors of its irresistible appeal. She even displayed it prominently in her closet, hoping to capture some attention.

However, the following day, she discovered it tossed away in the trash. This incident led Carrie to question whether Kristopher might be impotent. She never brought up her suspicions, fearing it might bruise his ego. Instead, she turned to the internet for guidance and secretly consulted a doctor. After meticulous examination, the diagnosis turned out to be quite clear. Kristopher harbored no physical attraction towards her.

Carrie had never known the joys of an intimate relationship, and over the years, she had resigned herself to a life devoid of sexual intimacy. Yet, as they teetered on the brink of divorce, Kristopher’s behavior took a sudden and drastic turn. He began to exhibit an overwhelming enthusiasm, reminiscent of an overeager puppy, forcefully seeking intimacy at every turn. Carrie could only react with revulsion to his advances. Gone was the naive, lovesick woman she once was. Carrie now recognized that his anger over her perceived defiance was fueling his repellent actions. With this realization, her frustration morphed into rage.

She opened her mouth, prepared to retaliate with a biting remark. But Kristopher, detecting her intentions, acted swiftly. He clutched her face and stifled her words with a forceful kiss, leaving her silenced yet again. The delicate scent of her, intermingled with the fresh aroma of rainwater, enveloped his senses. It was as though she were a refreshing mountain stream, enticing him to draw nearer. Kristopher’s grip on her slim waist tightened.

Initially, his reason for kissing her had been simple—to make her stop talking. Yet as their lips met, he found an unexpected pleasure in the act. To his own astonishment, a gentle warmth bloomed from his typically cold demeanor. His grip softened unconsciously, and their kiss, growing in depth, stirred a newfound passion between them.

Inside, Carrie wrestled with the urge to push him away, yet a soft moan slipped through her lips. She tried to suppress her involuntary response, swallowing back any further sounds. This, however, only deepened Kristopher’s resolve, his kisses becoming more insistent.

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